Friday, May 25, 2007
first BIG snow
as in on the ground outside my window, on my balcony, on the bricks, in the trees, on my toungue ('I think the snow is quite polluted here, actually' - Simon). Everyone else was so nonchalant about it all I feared a conspiracy but thats what you get coming from the great south I expect.
The fir trees when seen from above (and below) look like the crystalline structure in the snowflakes I saw. How perfectly in conversation with the snow they are. I had a romantic crisis as I was overcome by the sheer snowiness of it all - 30 years of cumulated media, stories and movies embedded into the actual, really real thing, which was both apart from my expectations and completely muddled by them. I couldn't get those dodgy Frank Sinatra christmas songs about snow out of my head all morning - terrible, terrible.