one thing i miss about winters in massachusetts is the snow. coming out of the studio really late at night and walking home with fresh powdery snow covering the streets, creating a blanket of quiet, and no one else around. sometimes i worried that if someone wanted to follow me, it'd be easy to see my tracks in the snow. but likewise, right outside my door i'd be able to see if i had visitors in the night...like these little snow paws.
and speaking of tracks...
please enjoy the wonderful laura veirs
