March 6, 2014
The winter that simply won’t end sent yet another blast of snow our way. The large snowflakes fell in beautiful clumps that made photography a real challenge – keeping the camera dry, keeping the lens clear, getting the focus to settle on something other than an airborne snowflake – but it was worth the effort. A trip to Sir Casimir Gzowski Park at the lakeshore reminded me of all the beauty this harsh season can hold, provided I actually leave the house.
Stepping out onto the ice struck a kind of fear into me I haven’t felt in years. I’m sure the ice beneath me was solid as a rock as I made my way across the bay, however I couldn’t control the trembling in my legs and had to turn back before catching the view beyond the breakwater. Many thanks to my wife for keeping an angry eye on me from shore.
It was cold, wet, windy, awkward, and wonderful to shoot. Maybe it’s the Winnipegger in me, but there is something so satisfying about the snow crunching underfoot on a walk. This landscape will likely look quite different in just a few days, so I’m glad we took advantage of the season while we could.