Well, it figures that after quite a few predicted snows that never materialized we’d finally get one when no one called for it. I don’t know about you guys, but I’ve about had it with this cerebral cortex. It’s really gotten inside my head. What?
I’d suggest that we also make a new rule: Immediately after any snow there has to be a one hour photographer’s session in which the temperature has to at least double. We take our photographs and then it can drop again. These photographs could have been better if it wasn’t nineteen degrees when I walked out the door. I didn’t like it and neither did my camera. It was good for about four or five photographs before freezing up. I was good for a couple of blocks before I did the same.
I have to give special thanks to the places that gave me shelter: Tupelo Honey whose manager was waiting for word from Asheville to close and send everyone home. I hope they got the green light. Coolato Gelato was warm enough to fog up my camera lens and my neighbor Laura who was inside and took a picture of me looking very cold talked me back to life for that round. Coffee and Chocolate was warm as always and Just Ripe benefited from my stop because I was hungry by that time and ordered one of everything.
I was impressed with the people who were out just because they wanted to be. I didn’t snag a very good picture of him, because he was too fast and I was too cold, but just in the edge of the Market Square shot you can see a boy riding his bike, which I thought was pretty cool. Some people were out for a walk for pleasure, but most of the walkers were led by a dog that probably needed the trip.
I’ve sprinkled in a few photos that lingered from December because this is the most likely post a few Santas could blend into. The occasion was Santacon on Market Square. It was short the number of Santas hoped for, but those that did show are pretty scuffy looking, don’t you think? The event was in support of the “Homegrown for the Holidays” CD which is always a good thing to buy in order to support KARM. A lot of effort goes into producing the CD and they generally have some holiday gems enclosed.
I’m not sure why I went a little heavy on Immaculate Conception Church in this post other than the idea that if I was going to climb that mountain in the snow and nineteen degree weather, I was going to get something for my effort. I was in serious hypothermic danger by that time.
Finally, you might wonder why I took a photo of a big snowy ditch and a backhoe. I couldn’t help getting a little sad when I saw it. Not for the Liberty Building, Mr. T, but rather because I realized what they are digging up: the basement of Peter Kern’s home that used to be on Walnut in that spot. It was uncovered during the archaeological dig last summer and I guess I should have figured they would dig it up for the garage, but I just hadn’t thought it through. Not that I object, really, it’s just a sort of melancholy farewell to a bit of our past.
I may try to take a few more tomorrow. Don’t look for me walking around when it falls to six degrees in the morning. We’re supposed to hit the twenties by afternoon, so we’ll have a virtual heatwave! Be safe and warm.
