A beautiful, slow falling, silent, large flake snow blanketed the day. Perfect for staying in on a day off, watching. It wasn't until evening that I tried to snap a few photos for a journal page I'm working on. Snow, like fireworks, is hard to catch on film. The gloriousness can't be freeze-framed like a smile or a flower. But we try anyway, to remind us of the experience. What we see through the viewfinder isn't always what we get in print. Sometimes there is an unexpected surprise.
