As the fresh new snow blankets the ground and lays a layer of white powder on everything standing still, it feels like a permission for a new beginning. All is still, all is clean, all is white and a new chapter can now begin.
Yesterday the sun was shining as it still is today and the whole day, snowflakes shimmered in the sun, floating, dancing and eventually landing gently on surfaces, each in its unique glory.
Despite the bitter cold, I kept finding myself jumping up, grabbing my camera and heading outdoors to try and capture the magic of what was going on.
It’s always a good time to restart a blog, but there is something more compelling about living through:
a global pandemic
a general breakdown of norms as we know them
an increase in conductivity (trust me on that)
incredibly strange weather patterns
varied degrees of lockdown measures
living vicariously through my photographic archived memories
becoming great friends with my teenage daughter
a complete change of domestic circumstance
a complete halt on all travel plans and viewing humans as 2 dimensional beings through Zoom.
adding a whole new set of skills to my arsenal (Motion Graphics)! (More on that soon)
Yesterday I decided to just go see what other people are doing during this almost 10 days of unusual arctic temperatures in Germany. So after spending one hour trying to remove thick ice from the car, I made it on the icy roads to Duesseldorf, to find joyful people, walking in the bright sun, on white frozen snow, next to a Rhein River in high tide, some masked, some not and I was in awe of finding out how much I missed people in general, the passing conversations with strangers and the funny smiles I get when I perform my weird acrobatics to get strange angled shots.
I wonder how much influence the elements have on people’s emotions and how deep it goes. If long winters make you tense and moderate sunny weather makes a whole population merrier? On days like today I want to move to Italy.
Day 75 of 365~
Image taken in Duesseldorf when March declared the return of winter in full force.
To make up for its bone chilling cold, winter sends its apologies with the magical white blanket of snow that makes it all better. I don’t know many who can resist the charm of freshly fallen snow and today I was one of those who ran out in the early morning to be with the symphony of falling snow flakes.
Haven’t you ever had the strange revelation that something in you knows? It just knows. We often seek confirmation from others, we vainly attempt to disqualify the silent knowing within simply because we cannot trust it. But it knows…
Image taken today with the help of Lea, somewhere in Germany.
Land has this mysterious way of pulling at your soul, of beckoning you home, and for our young daughter, this land is Germany.
The longer we expatriate in China, the mightier that tug. She dreams of the family, the colors, the fresh air, the sounds and smells of a land she feels a strong belonging to despite the fact that she only lived there the first 2 years of her life. But our planet is strange that way, isn’t it?
Her dream will come true, at least for a few weeks starting tomorrow as we head west and our lungs rejoice!