One must have a mind of winter

a frozen river

…For the listener, who listens in the snow,

And, nothing himself, beholds

Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.

With apologies to Wallace Stevens for borrowing his words from “The Snow Man” for my own photographic efforts. Still. I can think of no better description of the palpable nothing that is most definitely there in January.

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