let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

It is finally really snowing in Montreal. And it is beautiful. Thank God I convinced myself to go to yoga rather than cuddle in for the afternoon - otherwise I would have avoided the beautiful snow storm outside indefinitely. And it really is lovely. Not too cold. Not too windy.

So, after getting back from yoga - which, coincidently is a great way to warm up when it is chilly out - I ran in, switched my cowboy boots for Sorrels and my H&M coat for the Canada Goose Montebello Parka my mum gave me for an early birthday present, and grabbed my little camera to experiment in the snow. I have been thirsting for a slightly more professional grade camera (more professional than a drop-proof handheld Sony - not that I do not adore the graduation present from my brother), but the little Sony did pretty well.

Here are some photos from my romp:

It's been snowing steadily since my breakfast with K

Also, I wanted to include my favourite Christmas carol. It is perfect; festive, fun, reminiscent of an age where Dean Martin's lyrics would have been considered charming, not date rape. Sigh - I love December.