Every now and then, everything just falls into place. Everything just becomes perfect.

This particular morning in January was one such day. The ingredients of heavy overnight snow, a strong wind creating different cloud patterns with each passing minute, the icy water with a thin layer of ice covering all produced a perfect cocktail of exquisite taste. A feast to the eyes further added to by a strong blue light of eerie proportions. An eeriness enhanced with total silence. 

A true amphitheatre of vast emptiness – a privilege and an honour to be present. Present in the presence of such beauty.