Attending a photography workshop about 20 years ago, this is one of those photos that describe what the eye saw -- in two dimension. Additionally, with the other senses, imagine a cold wind blowing and an occasional snow shower. The wind blows through the stocking cap. Turn your head to the side so you can breathe. The air just smells cold. No other odor. Walking on the snow provides the cold crunch as the snow is compressed under foot.
Just good memories.
... But glad to be here where the temps rose to the high 60s. It was a good day.