I woke up this morning and instead of helping my parents shovel snow, decided to take pictures of them in the act. I'm not sure if they were upset or not, but when my Mom sees the picture of her Muckluck boots and pj pants she'll rejoice, I'm sure.
While it would've been amazing to wake up in the city in the storm, I'm pretty glad that I'm here. Only a few of my NY friends are around and it would've been lonely. Sure, my family's excessive noise has moved me to exile in my bedroom by noon, but at least there's food in the fridge. I've been scanning and editing my cross-country photos for the past few days, so I'm going to post a few here:
Edenton, North Carolina-Tree Island
Edenton- Colonial Jail
White Sands, New Mexico-Boy
West Texas-Water Tower
White Sands- Ford
San Antonio-Mission Flower
Mission San Jose-Crosses
Now, to finish up, today's Reverb10 Prompt:
December 27 – Ordinary Joy Our most profound joy is often experienced during ordinary moments. What was one of your most joyful ordinary moments this year?
Ordinary moment, full of joy. Easy. Right before I left New York, I got a babysitting job in Tribeca one Friday night. I arrived and met the kids, a 10 year old boy and a 6 year old girl, and they showed me around their (huge) loft apartment and introduced me to their neighbor. As soon as their parents left, they went over to the computer and put on the YouTube video for "Dynamite". They piled the couch cushions on the floor and began jumping off of the couches onto the cushions and dancing to the song. These kids could move. The moment was a little bit sad because I realized that I was too old to ever do something like that again, even though it feels like yesterday that I was jumping onto couch cushions with my brother and dancing to the music, but more than sad it was just amazing to watch. Pure joy.
PS: For those of you just coming back to the blog world...hope you had a lovely holiday!