| The serenity of this scene was interrupted by
intermittent bursts of blowing snow. The flakes of snow rushed into my
face as I tried to set up for this shot. Occasionally the wind was still
enough for me to experience the quietness of the moment. During these
tranquil times the drifting snowflakes floated like feathers in the air.
The mood was dreamlike. The distant hillside, graced by elegantly
snow-covered evergreens, was scarcely visible at times. Photographing
this scene elicited a feeling of reaching down and touching a place deep
inside myself. I am grateful for this aspect of my photography. |
