I am hip deep in pattern prep for five different pieces, but stole some
time away this morning to do a photoshoot out in the marshes near the
coast. It's been snowing since yesterday morning, this heavy, thick,
soft snow that is sticking to the trees and turning everything into a
scene straight from
The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. While I
have to keep the pattern photos under wraps for a little bit longer, I
had to share a bit of the experience with you. To set the scene:
morning, Maine. A little above freezing. The only smell is fresh
snow. The only sounds are the occasional fall of snow off a branch,
chickadees, Canadian geese, and slow-moving water.
