The farmhouse — an Airbnb rental — was old and not really restored so much as just well taken care of over the years. I woke up early; everyone else was still asleep. It had snowed about six inches overnight but the sun was streaming in through the windows, and the whole house seemed to glow. After making a pot of coffee, I wandered the house, enjoying the quiet and shooting a few vignettes.
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