After hurricane Sandy blew through Connecticut we were left with 6 days without power and just about every leaf had blown off the trees, leaving the skeletons of bare trunks and tree branches. The weather was bleak and I was day dreaming about colorful days, longing for sunny California and wondering what to paint.
That’s when the the flurries first began. One just followed another and the snow just kept piling up, all day! The enchantment of the first snow fall was so beautiful. I had forgotten how magical the outside world becomes as it is slowly cloaked and layered with soft whiteness. It was a gift of beauty and inspiration from the Lord of Winter.