I am obsessed with falling snow. Often I stand amid a flaky chaos, hypnotized, as snow tumbles to its eventual destination. Sometimes when I am out in a storm I feel my world is a Dreamswork creation (think Polar Express) and I fixate on an individual snowflake way up in the sky and follow it's journey until it becomes part of the blend. The other day, when it was way too cold, I stood outside my office and watched as the sun was a backlight to a blizzard. This snowy abstract is the playful result of using a rather small aperture and long-ish shutter speed.
