About a week ago we got caught in the snow. We were on the road, driving home, and got stuck in traffic. Someone was having trouble and we all had to wait for the snow-ploughs to come and clear the road for us. I very quickly gave up and started taking pictures. Most of them were awful and blurry, due to the fact that I was taking them while leaning out of a car moving at 5 miles an hour through a blizzard, but some of them are quite pretty, I think. I love how bare branches look when they are covered in snow; delicate and sharp, like they have been etched onto the landscape. It reminded me of a song I heard a long time ago, that broke my heart a little bit. I urge you to listen to it.