Gloppy white stuff

It snowed this week. School was closed for two whole days, and now the sun is beaming down through 9 degree air to reflect off heaps and heaps of white stuff. As a general rule I don't like things that make my environment any colder than it has to be; with snow, however, I am willing to make an exception. I realized that not only can it be great fun to romp around in and make interesting shapes in the soccer field, it also makes the entire world as a whole look more interesting. Familiar environments that have long since lost their specialness instantly become new and exciting, mystified by the soft blanket of frozen precipitation. Distant sounds become even more muffled, light reflects in completely different directions, uneven terrain becomes that much more treacherous. And as a filmmaker, I just can't help but imagine what it would be like for the still air to be suddenly disrupted by the screech of an inbound artillery shell, the tranquil scene invaded by the sound of men at war. Tanks breaking through the treeline, bright blood staining the snow, bombers rumbling overhead. But then I quell my mind's ramblings, and return to appreciate the stillness of the moment. Ah, a walk in the snow.


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