I took the girls to skating class on Saturday. And I so wanted to take my camera with me. But here I was, lugging the skates around in a big shoulder bag along with my purse, feeling sick and tired. That camera is heavy and I just didn’t have the energy for it. Guess who regretted that decision? Me, that’s who. The lake was beautiful. It was sunny and the trees were colorful. Canada geese and a swan were napping on the lake… I tried to take a picture with my phone but the battery refused to cooperate. (It’s very sensitive to the cold. I got there with over 50% left on it and all of a sudden, it was acting completely drained. I never had that problem with my previous phone…)
I was feeling better yesterday and we went out together in the afternoon. I switched to my 50mm lens and snapped a picture of a child who was watching me.
We walked by the public pool, drained and locked for the Winter.
There’s something interesting about those spaces that are normally so bright and loud with people when they’re shuttered. It’s like the place itself becomes more visible whereas it’s usually just a backdrop you hardly notice.
That reminds me that I want to go back to Coney Island on a cold, grey, windy day. Preferably not a wet day though. I’m not a masochist.
And then, we were out of that area, the streets got busier, and I stopped taking pictures.