A snowstorm is hitting Svalbard and the air fills with powder snow. Visibility is very limited and it is cold outside. For the reindeer this is just another winter storm, and with their thick fur, they are perfectly adopted to this part of the world.
When sitting here observing this lonely reindeer walking towards the horizon, I get the feeling of cosiness and comfort. There is something peaceful about a snowstorm. No sounds except from the hauling wind, and nothing to see except from the wandering reindeer.

Frame and passepartout are not included!