winter new year
to my solitude, to my humble abode
first month, first day, 2026
snow... this morning, i decided to go to my favorite bridge to enjoy some quiet moment and to reflect upon life. it has become one of my favorite yearly traditions.
new year’s morn
the first one to walk
in pure snow
ah it was just so beautiful outside… the snowy fields were windswept, and snow dust fill the air every time the wind blew. you could literally see their physical form. it was magical.
snow dust
silently whispers
along my boots
sitting quietly on my favorite bridge. the bridge where everything started. the bridge where i fell in love with life. i’ve been there in every season and the sceneries are all equally beautiful; the lush greens of spring, catalpa flowers and buzzing insects of summer, the falling leaves of autumn, and now it’s covered with the beautiful snow of winter.
new year’s day
pouring a cup of hot cocoa
on a snowy bridge
i ended my time there by clasping my hands together and thanking God for everything he has given us last year.