Even when the snow is just a remnant of a weeks-old snowfall, snowballs will fly.
After visiting the Rink on the River, I headed west on First Street to see who was hanging out by the Truckee near Wingfield Park. Druing the summer months the place is full of people, but it is January. Even though the temperatures were in the 50s, there weren’t very many people out and about.
The first person I spotted was this gentleman smoking a cigarette. The low afternoon sun made for some beautiful rim light. I zoomed in.
Then I pulled back to capture his long shadow. At first I thought I liked the first one, but on second view, I prefer the second for the context it provides. Which do you prefer?
I went on a walkabout in downtown Reno and started at the ice rink.
It was midday, but the sun was low in the southern sky and the ice? Well, it was one big white reflector. Here are just some of my photos. If you’d like to see more, click over to my Rink on the River gallery
And I made a new friend. Jordan was intrigued by my camera and had lots of questions. I had a nice conversation with her and her mom and I gave them my card. I hope they like the photos!
I have adored this breed for years.