Snow Bird

I grew up on fairy tales, but I was always most drawn to the Russian ones; stories that took place in the dark solitude of winter, deep in the woods with nothing but the sound of soft, falling snow to keep the characters company.

Morgan and I had made a pact to shoot in the middle of a snow storm, or at least snow. This year that happened to be a pretty easy task. We had our first chance within a week after talking. When she arrived wearing a headdress of roses that very closely resembled a Romanov-era crown, I realized we had inadvertently stepped into the mythical world of Pushkin, magical squirrels and father frost.

I really did expect that, at any moment, Morgan would turn into a bird and fly away, leaving me to wonder what exactly had happened that morning. She didn’t, but I was glad I had a camera… just in case.



  • Date: Friday, January 30, 2015
  • Location: Purgatory Chasm- Sutton, MA
  • Photography: Kayt Silvers
  • Model/hair/headdress/makeup: Morgan Berard



  1. Jarrod C February 21, 2015 at 6:58 pm - Reply

    Kayt, you guys really knocked it out of the park again. The velvet lushness of the red is so beautiful against the white of the snow. Amazing!

  2. maineforager February 21, 2015 at 8:33 pm - Reply

    Just lovely!

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