Portland is generally pretty reliable in its winterly ways: Grey skies and light drizzle, followed by rain, followed by heavy rain, with a chance—maybe—of not so much rain later in the week. Every so often there is the sun, and blue, and clear. And sure, we may or may not get a few days each winter when it snows; big, sticky flakes that look like magic as they fall and melt on touchdown.
But last December, we got THE storm, the one made the local meteorologists (a soft science, meteorology) poop their collective pants. None was especially correct in predicting it or updating it accurately, despite Doppler 9700XR.2 HD Satellite Weather Mapping Gizmo 6000. But oh, how they tried. Twenty-nine hours a day, they tried. WINTER BLAST!
I shot this one in the early days of WINTER BLAST! Just about everything in the city that could be closed or canceled was both closed and canceled, including the ol’ job, so I braved frostbite and certain death to shoot from the Broadway Bridge.
These late-February days, we are readying ourselves for what comes next. The buds on my dogwood have begun to, well, bud. And the daffodils have begun to emerge en masse, bright green tips spearing from the soggy earth. So long, winter…
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Nice shot. I love the soft effect of the decorative railing. I bet that was the quietest that avenue had been for some time!
Everything comes to a halt here when it snows… and its not like it snows much here, certainly nothing like it does in North USA or Canada.
You braved frostbite to shoot sight off Broadway Bridge. I think it was worth it. Winter is the theme. Wowza! Love this image.
Joyce
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