wet socks

So, one of the worlds more dreaded feelings. We can do rollarcoasters, air planes, race cars, and even join the milatary. Yet, we all dread...(shudder shudder)...Wet Socks....(shudder)


I was out by lake Michigan shooting my canon (camera...not an actual canon) And I was out in some deep snow. When I say "deep snow" I think like 6-12 inches, so im walking, snow boots, and snow pants. trudging through the snow. All ready to take an awesome picture. And...


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This 6-12 inch snow had a bunch of snow babies, it was probably two and a half feet deep. It pushed my snow pants up, and sent snow down my boots. So now these well insulated boots are doing their job, and melting the snow and you-know-what (if you don't. the answer is "Wet socks")

I was frozen, In a state of wetsockness. There is nothing you can do, to prevent this from stopping. I was out in the cold,. frigid air, blasting my allready arctic face. It was only a matter of time before I had frozen socks. My wet hair from the shower, was allready frozen on the tips. I had to get this shot quick.

Now, getting the perfect shot is impossible. Getting something close is hard. I got something close (happy smile) I was going for a Snow covered hill, with grass still poking out, with foot steps going off, over the hill. Can you picture it? If not, thats fine. I got the picture for you. Here...

Walking in (and out) the winter wonderland!

I suppose I could show you what i've been working on as of late...basically nothing. I was rather caught up in school, and thanksgiving, and Family. I know, I know, all my fans are booing and sueing me for no posting, not that there are many fans to sue me. aw well.

Anyways. It fiiiinnnaaaallllyyyy snowed here in Northern MI...and stuck. there is a difference. it snowed a month ago, didn't stick, didn't count. anyways. So i wake up one morning...look out my window and think "Oh what a beautiful day it is for a walk" so...Prepare myself for public, put on my coat. open the door. and withen a few minutes i find out that this white stuff on the ground is rather cold. (yes i know...it surprises me every year) So i walk back inside, warm my hands up, put on another coat. and head out. It took me a few minutes, again to realise one thing...


ITS SUPER COLD OUTSIDE

I forgot my camera...


So i walk back, grab the camera. and leave. this is for sure now. Im off. walking down the red brick road. See a totally picture-perfect tree, snap a picture, another picture...one moreeeee...okay...perfect. I then see lamp...of course! A lamp! I then pull up my camera...focus it, zoom, exposure. and *Click* and i get a reading on the screen saying "Battery Out"

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*Sigh*

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*bigger sigh*

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*way bigger sigh*

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*biggest sigh*
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...Best day ever! I've braved the cold for 45 minutes, walked in and out of my house like a mad man. and got one good picture.  But thats how (real) photography works. you could take 300 pictures...and only have 10 turn out how you wanted them to. It probably sounds depressing right? Its not once you get used to it. But so is depression :P

So thats the one! Thanks for reading!