yesterday morning
we woke up to freshly fallen snow: the very first snowfall heralding the coming winter season.
snow is a fleeting commodity in vancouver. the blankets of white turn to slush just hours after the snowflakes breathe in the ground in which they land.
so, as soon as breakfast was had by all, we dressed to make sure z experienced snow for the very first time.
love at first (though technically, second...) sight pretty much sums it up.
except when he figured out his hands were cold, of course.
snow is a fleeting commodity in vancouver. the blankets of white turn to slush just hours after the snowflakes breathe in the ground in which they land.
so, as soon as breakfast was had by all, we dressed to make sure z experienced snow for the very first time.
love at first (though technically, second...) sight pretty much sums it up.
except when he figured out his hands were cold, of course.