This is the very first place I worked as a teenager and the snowy area in the foreground was actually at the rear of the apartment we lived in when I was in Elementary school. When I look at this scene I am immediately transported back over 50 years to a time when myself and a few friends used to throw sweet Chestnuts at passing cars on the main road that is running between the building and the foreground snow. If you ever handled the thorny shell of sweet chestnuts they are no joke. I always heard them called horse chestnuts but a quick google search clearly shows sweet chestnuts as the prickly ones. I can’t even tell you the last time I saw these chestnut anywhere but I assume they are still around.