Susan Eckert Portraits
A Foggy Day in Winter
On a very foggy day in the middle of winter I ventured out to the Bayard Cutting Arboretum in Oakdale--one of my top 3 favorite places here on Long Island. There were only 2 other souls I encountered that day crazy enough to be outdoors on that blustery but beautiful day - both were photographers too. It said a lot about us and what we're willing to put ourselves through for the beauty of art. We nodded and smiled as we passed one another by (undoubtedly because our lips were frozen). And as my boots filled with snow piled 3 feet high in some places, I didn't feel the cold. I only felt the invigoration of winter, it's beauty, the mystery of fog. In my head I recited Robert Frost poetry..."Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow."--Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
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