There’s something magical about snowy nights.
The images I snapped are of my humble street. No flash was needed.
The cloudy sky and the snow was reflecting all sorts of gorgeous moonlight. Don’t ask me where Mr. Moon is. I can’t find him. I looked all over.
We only had a light snowfall today. And it’s not cold out there, despite it being only 27 degrees. I wasn’t very cold at all.
Goodnight, my friends.