I have always loved the twilight, ever since I was a little girl. When the sun sets in winter and the clouds turn red. When landscapes are under the spell of snow, the adventure begins. Even life in the streets seems enchanted.

Vilhelm Kyhn, Winter Night in a Forest

Carl Schlesinger,  A Winter Sunset 

Wright Barker, A Winter Evening

Wilhelm Smith, Winter scene from the streets of Stockholm

Fausto Giusto, Street scene

Knud Baade, Winter evening in Dresden