I know a lot of people think it's a shame when people are more concentrated on taking photos or videos of their experiences instead of actually experiencing them. I've seen people at concerts watching the show through their iPhone camera, and that bums me out. I am, however, an avid believer in documenting what you experience. Good times are so easily forgotten that it's nice to be scrolling through the photos on your computer, or rifling through a box of photos, and you see all of those moments that were fleeting but precious.

The warm days of Michigan have quickly depleted, and I find myself lusting after the times in the photos I had taken. Everything always seems so much better in retrospect. My pictures allow me to appreciate things that I may not have been able to appreciate completely as they happened (which is a bummer). They allow me to look forward to those sunny days again (just as my winter pictures will make me nostalgic when the snow is finally gone) because they remind me how wonderful it was, even though I may have grieved about the heat in the moment.

There has only been a dusting of snow in my town, but I'm already nastolgic for the days I spent in the woods, at different lakes with some of the people I love the most, or chasing sunsets to feel the last rays.

I will spend a fraction of my moments behind a lens this Winter so that in the Spring my nostalgia will have a new subject.  For now, though, I am missing the warmth.