Spring is out there somewhere, sleeping beneath blankets of fresh snow. But while she is not visible to the naked eye, small tell tale signs are beginning to pop up. The Canada geese have made their journey from down south, and the river is starting to push its watery fingers up through the ice.
Yours,
K
Ps: Two weeks till Mike is done school forever, and two weeks till we take a train to montreal!
3 comments:
I honestly cannot get enough of your breath-taking stills + words. seriously, this is absolutely lovely. xx
how excited are you for montreal? is there a specific reason you're going?
i'm kind of in love with your words and photos and blog.
that is all.
;)
xx
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