First Snow {Fine Art Photography, Effingham, Illinois}

This was the first snowfall that actually stuck......for a few hours anyway.  It's also the first time Tharin has seen snow.  Real Live Snow. He argued with me that he had seen snow before.  Of course he was talking about the 'bubble' snow at Camana Bay in Cayman, which is totally cool by the way, and actually looks like real snow, but isn't! We didn't waste any time getting outside. As soon as I opened the door for him to see that it had snowed, he said, "Mommy, the world went crazy!" Once he got outside he literally ran around in circles screaming in delight.  Pretty funny. He stayed out about an hour and when he got in, he had bright red cheeks and fingers, and was starving! An hour or so later, it was all melted.  It was fun while it lasted and we'll be waiting for the next snow.  Hopefully bigger and better so we can use his new sled........

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Tytia Habing

I am a self taught, natural light photographer, with sixteen years of shooting experience under my belt. Back in the day, I learned to shoot with film, developed it and printed my own photos in my darkroom. I've since moved to digital, but film holds a very dear spot in my heart that I just can't seem to shake. I was supposed to be a horticulturalist and landscape architect...at least that's what my degree's tell me. I followed that path for some time, along with a few other paths, but photography won my heart. Plants and beautiful mother nature is, and will always be, a great inspiration to me. If at all possible, I prefer to shoot outdoors and somehow incorporate nature into the scene. I'm originally from the Watson, Illinois area, but the majority of my adult life I spent living in the Cayman Islands and only moved home to Illinois with my husband and son a few short years ago. I grew up on a small working farm, with acres and acres of natural areas at my disposal. It gave me a great appreciation for the world around me. I roamed wherever I pleased, built forts in the woods, picked wildflowers in the pasture and caught craw-daddies in the crick. My son is taking over the jobs of fort building and craw-daddy hunting, but I'll never give up the picking of wildflowers.