the silence after the storm
Winter was dragging its feet out the door, and after the mighty Storm Thor dumped its white blanket over NYC in the dead of night, I had the crazy idea at 3am to go shoot the sunrise. I think it was the coldest day I have experience here, in fact it was so cold I had icicles form on my eyelashes.
However the was a brief moment where I was the only soul on the Brooklyn Bridge which is a rare and special moment and any local could agree. I am moving in few days out into the burbs after 16 fun years in the heart of busling cities, and making way for a completely new and different life for myself. So that very moment I shed my old skin and left it flying from the flag pole.
My 'lil winters morning study of the famous Brooklyn Bridge.