When we leave a place behind, we lose a life. Friends. Places. Patterns of living.

But moving from Washington state to Minnesota in this hyper-connected social media age has been different. As I look through my feed and see my Washington/Oregon friends’ lives, their activities in the places I left, I feel, in a way, as if I’m still there.

And then I look out my window.

Yesterday, while out snowshoeing with Leo (who bounced like Tigger at the end of his leash), I shot one frame that summed up the season here.

Later, during a video visit with my friend Andria Villanueva, who still lives where I left, I asked her to take a shot to sum up the season there.

Here’s what we saw: