The Blizzard at Night.

It's 2:30 am, but I just had to write about this:

I'm amazed at how much a snowstorm at night looks like a sandstorm at day. The lights reflect off the white uniform landscape and all the illumination makes the streets look like a blanched desert. The moonlight travels down and bounces back up into the sky, giving the clouded firmament a glowing red tint like some dusty high noon darkened by the particles blowing in the air. And while I'm sad I can't get my camera to get a clear picture of it, I'm pleased to know that there are still some things that only the eye can capture.