A new message projected in light on the saltpiles of Eastern Minerals across the street playfully challenges Mother Nature to "LET IT SNOW" (that's the word "LET" in the photo, just above a salt truck waiting to turn in to the yard), even as a light snow was beginning to fall early this morning.
"I hope you have seen our most recent projection: It is facing right at you," emails our young Harvard Design School friend, Dan Adams:
If all is working it should read "LET IT SNOW." We've had a problem with a couple of circuit bugs that we're fixing but check it out, when it's on, we think it's quite fun.
While England slept. We hurried to the door, camera already on the tripod as we had just finished up a predawn experimental tree shoot (after feeding the cats, of course), and there it was. Breathtaking. We've always been in friendly albeit unspoken competition with Eastern Minerals for most eye-catching Christmas display on our street -- theirs is stellar (thousands of tiny white lights artfully arrayed along the tidy chain-link fence with privacy screen that encloses their yard) and includes a sentimental Santa and tiny reindeer (with Rudolph in the lead) atop one of the saltpiles. But Dan has -- as Emeril says -- bumped it up a notch.
Like any artwork worth its salt (pardon our pun), "LET IT SNOW" invites the imagination to soar. Echoes of tribal entreaties to the gods (Cargo Cults come to mind), hand-painted advertisements on rural rooftops meant to catch the eye of small-aircraft pilots flying overhead, even those laser pens professors use to make a point during lectures. And most of all, the worldwide historical phenomenon in cold and gloomy climes of festivals of light, projections of hope against the darkness. We wonder what the salt-truck drivers -- waiting in line along Marginal Street to enter the yard and load up -- think of it?
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