When I took this photo the snow was still coming down, so Chris was holding an umbrella over me as I tried out all different angles.
My favorite part about snowstorms is how quiet they are. The snow was coming down so hard and yet is was the quietest day of the year in Gettysburg.
At this point I was walking down the middle of a street that is usually busy and loud with tourists trying to see every monument and read every sign. Instead I was walking through a ghost town....All I could hear was the snow falling on my umbrella and the snap of my shutter button.