The First Snowfall
The first flurry of snow always feels like magic, especially when you're discovering a city all over again. On Friday evening, in between roasting cherry tomatoes to their slow sweet deaths and whipping up an apple tart for a party, the snow began to gently float down from the night sky, leaving behind snow-dusted rooftops and a winter wonderland. The next morning, I eagerly drew back the curtains and was greeted with Paris, covered in a delicate cloud of fresh, untouched snow. Just magic.
Lovely scenario you have here!
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Deleteso lovely and poetic! love your photos :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Fai, glad you like them!!
DeleteAh, snow. It can be so pretty, when it is floating down, quieting everything, making a dusting of the landscape. Then, all too soon, it turns to icky slush. :) That said ... I've never roasted cherry tomatoes before. It sounds delicious, though! I used to despise tomatoes (I'm not entirely sure why), but now I love them on salads.
ReplyDeleteHaha eeexactly! All too quickly it turns into soggy grey slush covered in footprints!
DeleteAnd definitely try roasting cherry tomatoes!! They become sweeter, rich, and burst with flavor.. I could eat an entire pan of them, straight from the oven! And funnily enough I used to HATE raw tomatoes too, but I'm slowly coming around to them... :)
Christine, you are a wonderful photographer. I can't believe I'd only discovered your blog now! Really loving every page I flicked through. Welcome back to Paris and I'm eager to see more Paris posts from you :)
ReplyDeleteHi Grace, thanks so much! It's good to be back :) :)
DeleteExquisite photography Christine, looking forward to more beautiful posts :) x
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Thank you Maddie! Hope you'll enjoy my next posts too :)
DeleteWe had so many snow days this year. So wonderful!
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