Slow paced and parse adventurers made it to Golden Square, lurking around, chatting, contemplating the idea of making a snow ball, giving in a snow fight.
The atmosphere felt so different, as if there was something in the air, almost electric, it must have been happiness. It certainly did not feel like an office day in Golden Square.

I walked up to the top floor of my office building to photograph Golden square, then walked back down, deeply animated by the sense of exceptional, and wanting to immortalize Golden square.