I went out to have my last walk around the garden.
I circled and went back with my eyes quickly tired of whiteness.
I came back outside again – a fresh and crispy thin layer melted around my steps so soon.
I hopped into the car. A small island of snow was the last thing I saw.
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c-type print, edition of 5
84x59cm