I wrote this text on the 15th of April, 2022. The day earlier, I was on a street photo walk on a warm day.
On the 14th of April, 2022, it was 20 degrees Celsius (68 degrees Fahrenheit). I mention these things because it was the first street photo walk since September 2021 (six months have passed!) when the air was warming me. The air was not cooling me down. I must admit that I felt strange a little bit. Undoubtedly, I started to get used to the fact that I walk and do street photography. My body, gradually, is colling down within every minute. The 14th of April, 2022, it was indeed a warm day. While writing about all these things, I realized that the appearance of a heatwave over Poland is a matter of weeks. I do not enjoy the upcoming hot summer days. I imagine myself walking through Warsaw’s streets at +33 degrees Celsius (91,4 degrees Fahrenheit) and imagining that there is a frigid temperature.
How can I have become so monothematic and write many things about temperature and weather?
It is not the case that I lack inspiration every day. The critical fact is that since I started exposing my body to frigid temperatures, the hot and cold issues became crucial. The truth is that cooling down my body while doing street photography gave me a new stimulus regarding my passion. The time for summarization has come regarding my first fall/winter season of exposing my body to frigid temperatures. I won’t do it precisely today. Still, I believe that the first season has merely ended. I cannot wait for the next fall/winter 2022/2023 season. I simply hope that I will be able to walk in frigid temperatures below -10 degrees Celsius (14 degrees Fahrenheit). Keep your fingers crossed for me, my Dear Friend!
