A cold night on Irving Street NW.
Just doing my civic photobloggin' duty of capturing the first snowfall in DC for 2007. The stuff fell all day--a moist, packing snow. It blew sideways against street signs and held there like cobwebs. I had taken the camera for a walk during lunch, hoping to catch "the shot." You know the one. Some photojournalistic street scene involving typical DC power-brokers, angrily stomping down K Street in the driving snow, leaning into the gusts with their expensive black coats and scowling at the wet flakes...
ehh, screwit. Seemed more appropriate to keep it to the neighborhood. I'm sure the Post will run "the shot" today, as captured by somebody who actually got paid for it.
Gomez was hilarious with this. The last time he saw snow, he was 8 weeks old and roughly the size of a bread-bowl filled with freakout chowder.
He clearly didn't remember the stuff, but now, he fears it NOT AT ALL. New favorite activity is being totally obliterated with snowballs. He can't get enough. He'll stand there and beg for it:
HIT ME AGAIN! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, HIT ME AGAIN!!!
This will be a very interesting season.