Back when the snow was still pretty and we knew nothing of this thing called a "polar vortex," I took these one night. I knelt on my couch and shot through my front bay window at about 1am the week of Thanksgiving. The world felt quiet and peaceful. The snow was still magical and mesmerizing.
And I could still feel all my fingers and toes. Not so sure about that anymore...
Anyway, these were just for me, mainly, so I had a little fun with editing them. I threw a difference process on each one, just for a little variety. Enjoy!
Location: Shaker Heights, OH