21. Snow

I am still up in the mountains teaching and a snow storm came in last night. We woke up to a beautiful blanket of snow, but not a good day for working in the field. I was excited to lecture to students in the main lodge with a fire blazing, but unfortunately I spent a bunch of the morning in bed with a nasty migraine. Thank goodness for team teaching!

So when I stumbled out of bed to take over the afternoon teaching shift, the snow storm had cleared and the sun was poking through. There was little time for making photographs, but I did spend many hours teaching students how to take photographs. So with the light fading a few minutes before dinner I ran out into the winter wonderland and worked on making my own photographs for a little while. It is hard to adjust a camera with frozen fingers.  I thought about on of my favorite photographs that Harry Callahan took of a weed against the sky. In person his image looks like a simple, black ink drawing on crisp, white paper.

So later, after dinner, I was going back to my cabin and the most amazing full moon emerged from behind the dissipating storm clouds. Wow. The light against the snow was like nothing this Socal gal has ever had the pleasure of experiencing. The moonlight sparkling on the odd forms of the snow. It was so hard to choose which of the many photographs I took today.

Every night to start my blog I first spend a little time in Photoshop color correcting, resizing and such. I eventually choose a photograph or two to post. Tonight when I saved the photograph below I called it "boob". Not because that will be the ultimate title, but because there is an obvious form and sensual quality to the image. The odd thing is I could not get the photograph to upload to Blog Spot. After two computers, numerous checks on the internet connection (it does go down quite a bit in the mountains) and one last shot with my iPhone, I thought, may be it is the title. So I changed it and in a quick instance my photograph was up... interesting... do you think Google has some sort of filter to prevent the uploading photographs of boobs? How sad Google.