Jane “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, ‘go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”
Lewis Carroll
On this day last year, I woke up to a heavy snow covering and took a load of photos. There’s something mythically magical ✨ about snow.
