Each season's landscape and light has it's own spectrum of colors, perhaps because the pallet of winter's landscape is spare, it's light is so varied.
Frosty breath, snowflakes
strangers traveling the streets
under it's warm glow
mayo , tomatoes , bread....YUM
It frosted...actually froze, that was supposed to happen, it was supposed to rain. But the skys cleared and so the days of picking my ow...
