Life in Anchorage, Alaska is, erm, lets say different. When I lived there during my teen years, I could not wait to get out of the treacherous state. There was no such thing as a party life (and if there were, I was too busy buried in engineering books to notice anything else), fashion statements (unless you call wearing sweat pants a bold statement), variety in ethnic foods (Chinese food does not count!), etc. It was snow 8 of the 12 months, 3 hours of daylight in winter and 23 hours of daylight in summer. -20F during winters, ding in your car, moose's strolling by your lawn, were just some of the norm. This is Before.
Now in my not-so-teen years, I want to go back to Anchorage, Alaska. Having desired and lived the life in the lower 48, the fascination for a fast-paced life is long gone and now I yearn to be close to my parents and nature. -20F does not seem cold (compared to the Santa Ana heat in San Diego) and I welcome the season's change after a long winter. I cant capture my true feelings in words, but that there is a sense of peace when one is in unison with nature. This is After.
All the above shots are of Cheney Lake, Anchorage, Alaska that I took during various season's/years. Cheney lake is walking distance from my parents place. These were taken before and after fall season. The color changes during the seasons are just spectacular. I have to complete this series with a shot of the lake during winter with the snow!
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