After a mild winter, which gave us only one quick flurry of snow before Christmas, spring finally seemed to be on its way. Bulbs are appearing everywhere, there is blossom on choice trees, I’ve even seen lambs frolicking in fields. But no, winter hasn’t quite finished with us yet. Last night produced the first solid snow fall I’ve seen since last year’s cold spell.
A good 5 inches fell through the night, blanketing the town in a thick white layer that disguises everything. Snow on a Sunday is a beautiful thing. Most people are at home, no one bothers to leave the house unless they have to, or to build snowmen, so the snow stays white instead of turning into grey slush soup at the side of the roads.
We took a little drive around the corner to where the trees are pretty. It seemed the perfect time to be reunited with all my poor neglected cameras so I brought them all, every single one of them. After reading these memories of using a Pentax K-1000, I was inspired to dig out my two film cameras (A Pentax K-1000, and a Minolta SRT 202) which I haven’t used in several years. I have no idea whether the light meters are working, or what their working condition is, but the results will be revealed when I have the film developed! Fingers crossed…
Until I get the film processed my dSLR photos will have to suffice.
The light was stunning; like taking photos in a giant light box. The sky was white and overcast, the snow reflected all the light straight back up again and all around.
My dear sweet brother.
And my dear sweet mother also. I was shooting manual in the snow, something I confess to not doing as much as they (whoever “they” are) say you ought to, and it was a challenge to keep it from under-exposing. It was so much fun to be able to use the white background, the beautiful lighting, and manual exposure to create studio type photos.
Aaand my dear sweet friend to complete my family.
Becky happened to be coming to stay for a couple days and arrived just as the snow started falling, so I got to share the excitement with her as well. The camera she has in her hands is an old Polaroid that I borrowed (um, semi-permanently) from her a couple years ago. We used half our last slab of film today, it’s old and was cold, so only one worked this time, but it was enough for me to fall in love with it again. It’s pricey stuff, so I think a new batch will be a reward for myself once I finish designing my new website.
And then we got stuck in the snow. The tires couldn’t get grip in the compacted snow.. Becky and me had to push/dig/scrape until my brother could drive the car, slipping and sliding back onto the road again.