Why do we feel so compelled to photograph snow? Everybody does it; every time it snows (and we’ve had a good couple of years for it now), we run for our cameras. I never get tired of documenting the transformations, even though they’re usually pretty similar from storm to storm. There’s something about the way the landscape is exaggerated, camouflaged, and transformed–familiar, strange, and more than its usual self–that pulls me outside with the camera. This winter the snowfalls have been light but pretty, at least around here, and while I love looking at the pictures my friends and family have taken up north, I appreciate the gift of being able to take a day off from school or work but get right back in the normal swing of things the next day. Below is a slideshow of some snow images, at Red Hill and elsewhere, from the last two years of snow days.

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