Twin Mountain, New Hampshire.
The years I spent in New England are the snowiest years of my life. It is one of my favorite times of the year to photograph. I love the cold and the sky clarity it creates. The dramatic light of the East Coast sunrise before the winter storm or a sunset like this one, which will light up every single snowflake like a magical, dreamlike, almost painted, scene. At the time I did not realize, but I was standing (and perhaps also laying) on the top of the thin ice that was covering the brook, somewhere in New Hampshire, where I pulled off the side of the road. The light was too enchanting for me to pay attention to the reality of my surroundings and I felt fortunate to have left this place, dry with all my gear intact.