World, meet Reed.
Footprints.
Dabbling with contrast and shadow.
More of the same.
Snack time.
I look like I'm from the circus. Or something.
Note the sheet of ice overhead.
We thought it would be funny if Reed broke the ice over his head.
Turns out we were right.
Even the birds are snowed in.
Snow-induced euphoria.
Throne.
"Snow is silence made visible." -Max Picard, The World of Silence
Esme at the window.
Wonderment.
Ross had a few too many at Kelly's potluck.
Glory and Ross orchestrate a Coke bottle symphony.
Wynn sees a computer for the first time in her life.
Kelly's beloved.
At Coffee to a Tea. This was good soup.
There is no nonsense in this face.
