Shaun Cadwalleder
I sit. Just watching. Appreciating the gentle flutter of snowflakes that brings a close to what has been a challenging 2020.
The seamless transition of distance into sky is painted with perfection.
The smooth white glazing of sugar-coated rooftops look too tasty to resist.
The jiggle of a robin fills my heart with a smile.
Still, I cannot help but think, would all this be so pleasing if it weren’t for the windowpane?
