Snow falls wherever and whenever it damn well pleases. And it's not ready yet. That frosty preciptation has been holding out for at least two months now and, with a high of 51 degrees Fahrenheit, it ain't happening soon. But who knows what the wind will blow in these days. A prime example of this are the photos below; Lovely images of a frosted night that capture winter at its quietest-- except it's secretly April, shhh. Enjoy.
Good pictures. Sometimes when the fog conditions are just right, all the light pollution gets reflected, and it's light enough to read a book, even when you're not directly under a street lamp. It's kind of this unearthly red-yellow light. Fucking Gorgeous.
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