Though I have always appreciated winter, and loved the cold at times, it wasn’t until I started taking pictures that I truly loved it. The white stuff just smooths out the ground and duotones everything as good as any photoshop program. But the same aesthetic beauty causes a serious drop in visual contentment when this pre-spring season of browns and grays rolls in. Dead vegetation not quite sprouting and greening, bare twigs.
Might as well go take some pictures of houses. Near me is the Mill Creek area where people dare to put colours on the outsides of their houses.