This comes from a night when there was still a tiny bit of snow in the air, under a bank of heavy cloud. The sunset lit it up, and an ordinary street became another world.
I have wondered about this house for a long time. Is it empty? Why is it so pink? And why do I want to photograph it so much? I was finally in the neighborhood when the sunset matched the stucco.
I hope you're staying warm, wherever you are.