"The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of world and wake up in another quite different. And if this is not enchantment, then where is it to be found?" ~JB Priestley
Snow in some places is a seasonal event but here in Southern Oregon it is a rare and magic gift to us all. I remember praying for it as a child. To wake up to that white glow and quiet. To know that the day to follow the world was going to be pure and fresh and serene. I love the Pacific Northwest and how it encompasses such a variety of seasons and colors.
Beautiful Darian went out with me this morning to embrace the day as it unfolded. Some clothes from my props closet with a bright pop of red, a gorgeous ring and a vintage camera added finishing touches to the magic.
Here is a peek at our fun~