Because - very soon - the conversation will be all about the summer heat. Maybe that conversation will come too soon. Or maybe - that same conversation can't come soon enough.
It all depends...doesn't it? How we choose to look and see?
And so - while we still have snow....while we still have today - I couldn't help but to seek it out...to capture it in all of its gentle warm white.
These winter swans will become spring ones. And today will be yesterday. And tomorrow will be today. And just that will become just this.
And so - here we are...here I am - with the snow and the swans.
Here. Now. Today.