With winter's end nearing fast we stared eagerly at the sky, still silently wishing for fat, floating snowflakes to turn once more the world anew.

One day, without notice, it started snowing.
Silent, radial, brittle, liquid dreams.
One day, without a specific reason, it stopped.

Whenever the world feels old and boring, just imagine it after a fresh snowfall.
White. Silent.
Ready for you to leave fresh tracks.

Go ahead, have fun.
Look around. We won't be far.

Snowflakes was brought to you by freegorifero and illustrator davide longaretti.