B O N D P H O N E.
Words and pictures by Chris Lamb.

Woke up to the first snow of the season Sunday, and now we're living in the days of the Weathermen, where every storm is a potential blizzard and the streets become more dangerous with stray Snow-Melt than they ever were covered in ice. Still, it's better than it was growing up in the South where every heavy grey cloud riding a cold front in is a cause for alarm, emptying the grocery stores and shutting the city down. I remember missing school over the threat of snow, the mere idea of it sending the city into a panic to stock up and seal off against the impending threat of frozen water. I think it flurried. Once.

I love snow, personally. Even the melt days when it's dirty and decomposing under the mix of salt and whatever chemical they use that fucks up the soles of my shoes. Dude, it's snow. I missed the heaviest of last year's snow fall - I was sitting on a plane waiting to take off when it started coming down, and it was all over but the melting by the time I came back. Whatever. Sunday's wasn't much - it felt like about an inch scraping off the hood of an SUV and packing into balls - but it was snow, it was still every where and perfect and - if only for a little while - just enough to shut the city up, leaving every one looking up and astonished.

posted by chris  # 10:18 AM