Pure White Season

Minus 15 degrees Celsius; for the first time in a while, it feels like my nose has been vacuum-packed and flash-frozen. It's a cold so sharp it feels like it might make a metallic ringing sound!
But on days like this, the blue sky is beautiful. It is a transparent, piercing cerulean blue.
Crystalline flowers bloom on the glass windows, and the snow is powdery, possessing that sense of cleanliness unique to the deep midwinter.

With the snow piled up softly, everywhere is a landscape of gentle 'curves,' as if covered in cotton. All those things I dislike—the blue tarps, the beer crates left abandoned for reasons unknown, and everything else that 'disturbs the scenery'—are hidden by the white snow. Perhaps the snowy season is the most beautiful in terms of landscape.
Even the faded corrugated metal roofs of old houses are all pure white.

White is a sacred, noble, and silent color.
The people of the snow country are looking at that kind of scenery right now.
I must enjoy it to the fullest until spring arrives!

Happy New Year. I will continue to share my daily observations from Utashinai City this year as well. Thank you for your support.
(Utashinai City Community Revitalization Cooperation Squad - Yoko Ishii)