The perfect storm was announced a few days ago. Bad weather is here in the North-East and with it lot of snow.
And if you walk through the woods, you don't hear any noise except the silence of nature.
The gaze is lost in the snow, looking for things that were familiar to you and suddenly you find them difficult to recognize.
And you find useful items ... perhaps in another season!small crystal of snow so perfect to look like a paper confetti...
Childhood memories emerge in the silence and I find that my little world is still part of me.