Wanamakers General Store

Driving down the road the powdery snow looked like sand art as the wind blew the layered mounds into artistic formations. The drifting carried out onto the roads, creating striped patches of black asphalt and white silk. The wind was so cold it would take your breath away. When we parked I hastily ran into the buildingĀ through the chilling gusts to be greeted with the … Continue reading Wanamakers General Store