Last week, my friend and I went to Vermont for a long weekend skiing several of the best resorts in the Northeast. Smugglers’ Notch gets high scores from a lot of reviewers, and I it was a lot of fun. Definitely not my favorite resort, as that honor goes to Okemo or Stratton, but you can’t argue with these views. The conditions were pretty great all weekend, and the fresh snow made for some great covered landscapes with the coniferous trees. More to come!
This is an old shot, but one of my favorite candid shots I’ve taken. This kid was playing in the booth next to ours at a restaurant and she was very enthusiastic the whole time. I always want to take more candid shots of people or street photography, but I feel like I don’t have the audacity to shoot photos of people unsuspecting. That is one thing I’d definitely like to work on getting better at, because I love seeing great photos people in everyday life.
Even just over a month ago things still had some color to them. In the recent, color-free days of snow and frost, I wanted to add a photo with some color to it, even if it’s mostly leaves that are on their way to death. This little area is always a nice place to get off the main trail and away from the other people at the park for a short time on the trail around South Vineland Park. You might have to hop over the water to get through, but it’s worth it as a scenic detour.
Looking at lower Manhattan from Brooklyn Bridge Park is kind of exciting. It’s inspiring in a way. To see all of the city bunched up on that island is humbling. The lights start coming on as the sun goes down and the wind off the water stings my hands as I shoot on a cold winter evening. I still don’t want to walk away from the scene. I take in the view for as long as I can since I don’t get the opportunity so often.
There is always so much going on in New York City at any given time that when I shoot a photo of the skyline I like to imagine all of the people that would be encapsulated there. Inside the building, on the boats, on the streets, and in the cars; it’s hard to fathom how many people are living their lives in the city while I stand still taking a photo. There is so much history, diversity, and depth here that I like the way everything I layered in this shot, giving a sense of the endless nature of this place.
With the impending snowstorm set to hit the northeast US, I was thinking about how we haven’t gotten any big snowstorms yet this year. Strangely enough it seems to me there have been quite a few snowy days that I’ve been out hiking around locally in freshly covered trails. This is another from a trail I rarely take at South Vineland Park. I really like the scene in snow as it’s not usually quite as visually pleasing without it.
To get away from the snowy pictures for a day, this is from Cheesequake State Park in central New Jersey. It’s not the easiest to find a good hike in the area, but we had never been here so we gave it a shot. There is a well-worn, but still somewhat difficult to navigate, series of trails throughout the forest there. The trails pass through marshes, thick deciduous forest, and along graveled roads at different points. There was a little ice, a lot of mud, and plenty of nice, quiet places to enjoy the views of winter along the way. This particular spot grabbed us as an interesting and beautiful view of winter’s grip. Shedding everything to start anew this spring.
Another image from my snowy walk along the edge of Union Lake the other day. The completely fresh trails were some of the best part. Being the first footprints on a trail is a nice feeling… even if your own footprints get covered in with snow after a short time.
There was a snowstorm scheduled the other day that ended up coming later in the day than it was forecast, so I got to enjoy walking the trails in very heavy snowfall. It was great walking through the freshly fallen fluffiness while it came down. When I got to the lake I came across this great scene of white, which I stood at stared at for quite a while as the snow kept pouring down. It’s such a foreign sight and so close to home.
In my effort to get outside daily even if it’s only for a long walk, I’ve been taking some of the paths through Millville that I normally only run on. So, while the lighting was nice the other night I headed over the Maurice River walking bridge and really liked the view toward downtown. Aesthetically, it’s probably one of the nicest parts of the city, I’ve used it multiple times as a subject from different vantage points. It rarely disappoints.