Biting, howling winds race up the slope.
The quiet of snow, its silent breath. Like it is waiting, still, for spring. To once again rush violent against the stone of the mountain. Winter brings a pause. A still moment where even water cannot flow. Gravity pulls, but cannot take hold. Snow drifts around - its taunting weightlessness, floating up before settling slowly down, but it cannot rush to the ocean - not yet.

An open edition art print on premium matte paper.

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