Quiet Evening Snowfall in Longmont
I live in Boulder County Colorado (Longmont, specifically.) My hometown is just like yours: Filled with breathtaking beauty, interesting compositions, people who are quirky weirdos (in the best way), and peeks into moments and lives and histories that are fascinating. If you see any of it, at all, which most of us don’t.
To be fair: The magic of the familiar is the easiest to miss. When you live there, you drive right by all of it, without seeing any of it. It’s all so boring and familiar, you can talk yourself into believing that there’s nothing to see here.
You don’t notice the juxtaposition of the fence and the blue car, or the quality of light on the silos in the morning. The way the curtains of a house glow, lit by a lamp at night. The weird little gas-station with the red roof, lit up in the snow.
I have made it a point to get out there with my camera anyway, and see my town with fresh eyes. Turns out, this entire place is filled with beauty, power, and truth if you can let go of what you think you already know. I bet your entire life is filled with the same. This collection is from mine.