Another fresh snowfall has hit the city and I snuck out for a quick shoot down in the creek by my home.
Winter Streets
The city always looks so pretty when fresh snow falls, at least until the dirty streets encroach on the beautiful white.
Freshly fallen snow
When I get to the creek it feels ethereal. As though at any moment a fairy or possibly a white rabbit will come and take you through a portal to wonderland.
Follow the footprints home
The path home
This is the best part of winter.
