Honoring the Wind Drift

I am a summer girl, much preferring warmth on skin and long golden days to cold and ice and the bluest of light.  But admittedly,  there is something quiet and lovely about the snow, too. It’s a short-lived feeling, but I try to honor it still, via my photographs. 

The daily walks in search of the beautiful helped me cope with 4 long days and nearly 3 feet of snow. 

Here, a sampling of the gorgeous glimpses of (almost tide) lines, shadows, hollows, edges and ridges that the wind drift provided.  More, on my Instagram feed and Facebook page