One of my favorite wintertime captures, which I made a somewhat startling number of years ago. It was a silent night, save for the creak of the ice. I recall standing on the dam with an old Canon on a tripod, shivering through several layers and a winter coat, and yet marveling at the Vermont landscape in the moonlight.
This is a composite of several photos captured with different exposures and then merged into a single high dynamic range (HDR) image. HDR was the rage at the time, and needed a subtle touch to keep if from skewing hard into the realm of digital art. Looking back, that shoreline in the bottom right could perhaps have used a bit more subtlety – but as a whole, it captured the essence of that cold winter night.