This haiku reminded me of when I was a child waiting for snow days. I grew up in Virginia, so they were few and far between, but I can relate to the excitement of the changing seasons and the holidays. I have very vivid memories of childhood. I was the youngest of my siblings and remember the feeling of being at a lower vantage point, of always having to look up at everything and let it all wash over you.

I wanted to illustrate the haiku with a child's perspective, warping how the world seems, from a point of view that none of us have thought about in quite some years.