You can read the photography.

You can became a great writer of the story you can see…

Just look…

She smiles…

She looks like a child…

The snowflakes makes her happy.

You can also feel it, why not.

Maybe I took this photo but definitely, I am not writer of this picture.

Who is wrieter ?

Sometimes all we dream to go to  back to childhood…

Sometimes we view it’s snowing outside the window…

Last snowball fight is in our memory.

Let’s think about childhood.

In my mind child lives in almost everyone. We can give this child right of existence or kill child in ourselves.

Now you can answer the question “who is writer of this photography?”

You  !

you can create the whole story.