finnigh: Ephemeral
finnigh: The ice show continues. But the sun begins to rise...
finnigh: Ice Crystals on my window.
finnigh: Jack Frost paid us a visit.
finnigh: The Life Within.
finnigh: In our childhood, we Rocketed, Zoomed, Blasted and Swooshed. It was far more serious than simple play.
finnigh: Snowstorm
finnigh: Window reflections on a cold December night.
finnigh: Even in the dark of the woods there are signs of Christmas
finnigh: There's a kind of Hush...
finnigh: The snow spreads its luminescent magic everywhere
finnigh: A rare glimpse of the Abominable Snow-Kid