Brutally beautiful winter day. Just a few degrees below the freezing point. Almost 3 months with snow – almost no muddy or slushy days. This is from one of my favourite places where I hadn’t been for a while when I decided to go there today. First day in a while that I could take the time to go for a little photo excursion – magic. The photos are SOOC (resized and cropped) and maybe not technichally brilliant – the light was blinding – but I think they capture the traces and feel quite adequately.

It doesn’t show in the photos, but the snow was deep up to above the knees, so I got myself some exercise when I ploughed through the snow. This place is often loaded with people during high season in spring, summer, early autumn and around Christmas. I was intrigued to find it wholly covered in snow. The shop and café was under reconstruction, so there was no shovelled paths in the snow. Abandoned and asleep. Me and the traces of hares, foxes and birds in the snow and just a few tracks of other human beings in this part of the garden. Very special and surprising.

The light has finally returned with full force and one can feel that the spring is on the doorstep. The snow and ice that faces south melts a little in the sun, one can hear dripping and those birds that have been gone during the winter are returning. Light, hope and eternity.