An eerie stillness pervades a moonlit snowy landscape. That the sky is deep blue with clouds suggests a daytime moon, and a strong one at that — the spindly trees, and even the individual tufts of grass, have shadows. This nocturnal light in full daytime and ever-so-slightly skewed perspective lends the scene an element of the surreal. The trees in the distance look at first like figures, until we realize they are not, contributing to this landscape’s sense of isolation. The setting is probably somewhere in 19th century Brooklyn, where the self-taught artist lived most of his life.