A quiet winter afternoon in a snow-covered red plum grove. The young woman in red silk robes stands under her red oil-paper umbrella in a gentle breeze. The camera is completely static and locked off; the framing does not move, no camera push, no pan. Her long black hair sways softly and slowly, a few strands lifting in the light breeze. The translucent red silk sleeves and the long skirt ripple gently, the fabric edges trembling softly. She breathes calmly, blinks once, and her head turns only very slightly. The red oil-paper umbrella sways a little. The snow-laden red plum branches around her sway gently, and a few loose petals drift slowly down through the air. Light snow falls continuously. Soft cold backlight, pale winter sky. Ambient sound: light wind, faint rustle of silk.