this is absolutely gorgeous .. love the little girl all rugged up against the cold, the snow drifting down, the contrast of her bright colours against the landscape/background and her pose .. its a wonderful shot :)
Hat looks a little big on her. :P I like this, especially with the falling snow. The things I would change would be removing the logo on the hat and the stars on the boots.
I like this... It's an interesting pose with her looking out of the frame in an odd way... I think it would be better with her looking forward and contemplative... but still I like this.
Voted earlier coming back now for comments. Very nice portrait of this young girl and you even caught the falling snow as an interesting backdrop element!! Colors, skin tones and details are good and very dynamic. This has a very casual capture feel to it as that we happened to glance and catch a glimpse of her sitting there taking a breather and thinking. Perhaps she is taking a break from building a snowman and deciding what to do next. Pose is very natural and does not appear posed at all. I like the snowy backdrop but I think that there is a little too much negative space. I think making the composition a vertical presentation with closer crop to the girl (cropping out the space up to the the tree with the white bark) would bring us closer to your main subject.
So she sat there in the quiet of the falling snow, having run out of the house in one of those childhood bursts of emotion that will occur from time to time, as the child struggles to learn and control those feelings that are so new and wondrous to them.
She sat there and brooded for a time, and wondered why life was so unfair, and parents so lacking in understanding, and siblings so cruel. She sat there and began to wander in her mind, to tell herself tales and stories in an attempt at self-distraction. She dreamed of more pleasant lands and places, places where parents existed not, and little brothers were chained and forced to say only nicer things to their older, and better, sisters.
And as she sat there and dreamed, and plotted, and a hint of smile passed her lips, she heard a soft snapping of branch in the trees behind her. Her head whipped around and she looked back into the dense bracken. A slight gasp came from her then, for in the shadows there she thought she caught a glimpse of something. Something squat and round, but it was gone so fast. She blinked a couple of times, thinking that perhaps it was her imagination. Had just been a branch falling from a tree, was all.
Just as she shrugged a shoulder and began to look away, there it was again. A flash of something moving, going deeper into the trees. She gave a shout, her curiosity and wonder masking any fear or caution she may have had, and she jumped up from the log that was her seat and ran off, now certain that she had spied some kind of shy little faery creature. Her mother had told her tales of such things, and who was she to misbelieve them?
So she ran off, chasing what she did not know, and her wonder and belief, this time, did not betray her, for what she found in the deeps of those woods on that day shocked and amazed her. A kingdom of wonder and imagination untold.
Through her childhood years, she returned there many a time, but those adventures, I'm afraid, are tales for another day.
The snowflakes in this are just perfect. Whenever I take pics when it's snowing, they get on my lens and make it look dirty. The natural light looks so good and the DOF is fantastic.
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