There are two really great "first snow of the season" experiences. One is waking up to a layer of the stuff blanketing the world. The other is looking up into a light at night and seeing it falling all around you.
After standing under the light, trying to capture a picture and feeling the snow on my face and hair and seeing it dotting my glasses and my phone (camera), I walked home significantly lighter than I felt when I left. Happy winter.
I love this image! I’m also grateful for the inspiration you’ve given me to commit daily images and entries into my own art website on psychiatry and feminism. I’d like to update daily, but I’m multitasking like mad ;*
Thank you! Good luck with keeping up with things – I know what a challenge it can be!