There was rain threatened for the first part of the weekend and, much worse when rain is concerned, wind as well. The weather was changing and a temperature drop was imminent. Somehow, I avoided the wet stuff on the ride from Albany to Boston, but as I parked and headed to the condo, there was a discernible damp chill to the rushing air. I had only a few hours before the rain was scheduled to start, so I did some power shopping and planned to stop at the market to get the ingredients for a risotto. Kira and I hadn’t seen each other in months, and I was going to make her dinner so we wouldn’t have to brave the elements, especially when they were about to turn so dire. Still, a few hours was ample time to find some beauty left in the light, and that’s what these few photos capture.
As I went along on a quick shopping spree, the day advanced and turned colder. The wind picked up and it was a cruel one, whipping and lashing about with no respite. I’d round each corner hoping for a spot of relief, but they only revealed another rush of icy air. The storm was coming.
As if an antidote for this shift in weather, the very beginning of the holiday shopping season was at hand. A few places had Christmas music playing, but I didn’t mind. Someone recently said that people who put their Christmas trees up earlier were happier people. I say fuck putting up a tree this early – at least in our house – but more power to anyone if it makes them happier. That would only serve to stress me out, given that we use a live tree and there’s no way it would make it to Christmas, much less little Christmas in January when Andy tends to take the tree down. That said, I embraced the early signals of the season. The day was so bleak those signs warmed the heart just when it was needed.
The bustle of a market on a Friday afternoon was a happy confusion. I procured the necessary items for a quick dinner, then dragged the shopping bags and groceries home. By the time I made it back to the condo, it was already dark. The wind had only grown more vicious and the rain began just as I started unpacking the bags…
