August

 August. A month I'm not too keen to repeat in a hurry. There was grief and loss, recuperation. Huddling together and weathering the storm. But there was also this day, the only day I picked up my camera when I wasn't being paid to. I'm glad I did.

January

This month, it snowed. There were lots of snowball fights, sledging, cold fingertips and wet feet. Frozen canals, frozen plants. Hot bubble baths to keep warm. The first flash of blue skies. The sun gave us much needed light.