With Granpa

Train Smile

Snowstorm

Recently we had a light snowstorm here in Osaka. Frankly speaking, by Canadian standards it was just a “light snowfall” but judging by all the fuss that everybody made of it –and because it almost never snows in Osaka anymore– it might as well be called a snowstorm.

It was a Saturday morning and I took a peek out the window to find a thin layer of the white stuff blanketing the neighbourhood. I was struck by the oddly nostalgic sight of large, fluffy snowflakes falling down everywhere. When had I last seen that? Years.

It took a while for me to go about my typical Saturday chores, and by the time I decided to head outside with the purpose of getting some pictures of this unsual event for Osaka, the falling snow had turned into falling slush. I took about twenty paces outside when I decided to call it quits. I wasn’t going to risk getting myself and the camera wet just for some urban winter shots.

Fortunately, a mate of mine had different ideas, and he agreed to have them posted here.

Pictures by Mike Morrison.