The world covered in white snow still evokes my childlike innocence. Snow covers bare branches, and even the barren fields after the autumn harvest, turning them into white canvases. I fall into a world of childlike innocence, wanting to draw on the canvases made of snow. Geese fly wildly across the sky. Sometimes hundreds or thousands of them fly. When I see the migratory birds that come without fail in winter, I am struck by how the birds survive. Technical Info? :1/8000,ISO400,f6.3 and Full Frame sensor?Date of Photograph?:Feb.17, 2025