This winter was so long, eventually I gave up all hope there would ever be a spring again.
Suddenly, two days after the sunday we were supposed to get ten inches of snow, Vermont decided to surprise us with a week in the 70s. I can hardly imagine what “hot” weather feels like- I already find myself barefoot in the grass, burning under the sun, napping outside on my quilt soaking in the glitter all around me. Suddenly, this endless winter ended. And it feels so good.
I didn’t take as many photos this winter as I would have liked to, I was dead broke for the vast majority of it and developing photos can really add up!
Yes things felt gloomy and dark, more so than usual, but pockets of joy happened too. Solo train rides were taken, crumbling old factories were explored, music was felt in my chest, poetry was scratched in journals, concerts were attended, and friends were loving and loved.
Some of my tumblr posts from this winter that fit the aesthetic, and the moods that were felt.
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