Snow days

I'd like to suggest, as a more modest companion to the recognized connection between terror and ecstasy, an essential common ground bridging uncertainty and wonder. Am I mixing my metaphor? Is the mixing of metaphors a metaphor?

Photography flips all four of those switches - the light that passes and the not-light where it doesn't.

(passing here referring to freedom of motion but also a successful counterfeit)

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