Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Black tank, brown hair, hazel eyes

After the storm

Few weeks ago, Toronto had another one of those close but not quite snowstorms. And in typical Greater Toronto Area fashion, everyone panicked.

I was at a bar watching the NBA All-Star Game with a friend. I had a few beers, and with the wine I drank for dinner, came home a bit wobbly. It was beautiful outside, peaceful at 1am when the snow was still gently falling, no wind, red sky. So I started shovelling the driveway. I was so drunk that I had to lay down on my stomach to get this shot.

And in the morning, the cleared driveway was covered again. Like last night never happened.


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