Postcards from Real Life: Cold

Postcards from Real Life: Cold

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I grew up in South Florida. Seasons were essentially non-existent. I might need to bust out a light jacket a couple of days a year. The true measure was more along the lines of lots of mosquitos or, slightly fewer mosquitos.

It was refreshing to move to Georgia where we could measure the year by seasons. Winters are fairly mild there. We even got snow from time to time. Granted, when we did, the impact was dramatic since few of us knew how to drive in it.

Then I moved to northern Nevada. Boy howdy, that was a shock to my Florida-raised system.

I’ve adjusted over the years, though. Snow and cold is just part of life now. Hell, I even own snow boots. They’re a little less necessary now living in southern New Mexico, but still handy to have around.

Our seasons are milder here. The saying in these parts is we have “four gentle seasons.” We get enough snow to be reminded winter is a real thing but not so frequently that it derails daily life for any great length of time. We definitely get cold temperatures, though.

That’s where I bump into the exception in my climate adjustment—my photography. I still haven’t embraced cold, winter shooting. I’ve dabbled at it but you can measure my diminishing motivation in lock-step with falling temperatures. It seems there’s still a little bit of that Florida-girl blood in my system after all.

Moving forward

But, I’m determined to overcome my photography rut this year. I’m going to have to embrace cold-weather photography to do that. In fact, I have a substantial winter shot list prepped for this year. It’s mainly driven by the professional need to have winter imagery of our area to flesh out my offerings in the Grant County Art Guild gallery where I exhibit. But if it helps me overcome my aversion to cold-weather photography, that’s a bonus.

There’s so much gorgeous winter photography to be done. Letting a little thing like cold get in the way is pretty silly. With the right gear, it doesn’t have to be uncomfortable. Or not completely fucking miserable, anyway. I simply have to set myself up for success.

Now, where are those snow boots? There’s a winter storm in the forecast and I’ve got some shooting do.

Cheers, friends! Keep pushing those comfort zones.


Bluesky Art Show

This post is inspired by the Bluesky Art Show, a challenge to share artwork surrounding a weekly theme each Saturday.

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