Frozen trousers turn an ordinary winter garden into an unexpected gathering. Four empty pairs stand apart in the snow, their open waistbands and stiff legs making the absence of people unmistakable. Different colors and creases give each garment its own shape beneath the low washing line.

The winter garden stays simple around the empty clothing: a fence, bare branches and a small shed leave room for the blue shadows to travel across the ground. Frost catches along seams and folded fabric. The broad view lets the odd arrangement belong to a recognizable backyard, with plenty of cold air around it.