Connie Chang

As a native Californian, the colors of winter are not much different from the colors of summer - just a bit more muted. After spending a considerable amount of time on the east coast though, I've come to appreciate the rich texture in a seemingly colorless landscape - the shades of white after a fresh snowfall, the browns and greys of a stripped forest in hibernation. But most of all, I find a gorgeous palette of colors in the winter sky - from deep blues, to intense white, to ominous greys - and the occasional trickle of golden sunlight reflecting off it all.