Evening Snowshine

One recent evening, I stood at the window, captivated yet again by the beautiful outdoor scene.  It was one of those few nights I witness each winter when the temperature rises, the cloud cover is dense and the snow is so white that the city lights seem to reflect off of the snow, bouncing up into and back down again from the cloud-dense sky.  The sky takes on a pinkish hue and everything below it is illuminated much more than usual.  Every leafless tree limb appears black, frosted with a thin layer of stark, white snow. I decided to call this occasional winter phenomenon Evening Snowshine.  How can one not appreciate the nuances that winter brings?