As things cool down and the frequency of the storms increase, I’ve been thinking back to last winter when we had just been in Ireland for three months. It was the usual: some people thought the weather was the worst it had ever been, some people thought it was too warm, the snow was late, the snow wasn’t going to arrive at all. One evening towards the end of February, a little snow started falling and it kept on going until the morning. The man woke me up early and made me go for a walk around the neighbourhood before it all started melting. Naturally, I took my camera with 
