The best laid plans of mice and men
I knew this would happen sooner or later. On a day following the December snowfall, I stopped by Manor Park in Larchmont after running a few Christmas errands. I had hoped to take some pictures for a holiday post, and send them to some friends and family in warmer climates. The sun was low in the sky, and except for a few footprints along the walkways, the snow was still undisturbed. Everything seemed in place for taking some beautiful winter photos.
While some of you may occasionally wake up on the wrong side of the bed, I have days where I fall eight feet from the top bunk. After taking numerous shots, I noticed a small red dot blinking on the camera. At first I thought it was telling me that the battery was low, which was not a problem since I was nearly finished shooting. Unfortunately the light meant something else: there was no memory card in the camera. Sure enough, I found the card attached to it's adapter, sitting on a table alongside the computer at home. Since then, I have tried to remind myself that I don't visit these places to just take photographs. Six weeks later however, it still bothers me.
I returned to Manor Park recently, but there was no virgin snow. With much of Long Island Sound now blanketed in a January Thaw, my visit the previous month seemed far removed. I walked along the east end of the park to an area known as Umbrella Point. I checked to see if the memory card was in the camera; I shot a few photos,...... then I checked it again.
Soundbounder: Larchmont Manor Park
Flickr: Snowfall Umbrella Point