Finally, we had sunny, frosty, and snowy winter weekend. The Sun was blindingly bright, and on its harsh light the photography did not have semitones. However, it did not stop me to make some pictures of beautiful trumpeter swans.
Sometimes people say that life flows like sand through fingers. However, sand that seeped through the fingers can be lifted and repeated all over again. But if you compare life with a river, then it is impossible to return the flowed water…
December 23, 1:00 pm, temperature is -14C, Blizzard. Definitely we are going to have White Christmas. But today and tomorrow the weather is nasty. It is not really nice and beautiful rather dangerous for driving and walking. However, on Christmas Day we expect sunny and crispy condition.
It is nice to be home. The fireplace is burning. Christmas tree is sparkling with lights. Warm and cozy.
And these two funny and happy guys are on their way through the life for 47 years together.
Yesterday we just had winter warning. And today it happened. Two feet of snow is a little bit too much for November. However, we have what we have. No complains❄️🙂
November snow is not something special in our place. However, any time it’s coming unexpectedly. Today in the morning we found the first touch of winter.
The last October Sunday was beautiful, and a lot of people rushed to enjoy that lovely day to Niagara Falls. Who knows, perhaps it was the last warm and sunny day of the season. Because we live right over the corner from that place, our decision to go there in the evening was right. There were not a lot of strollers around, cool and fresh air, the falling water roar, and a beautiful evening sky made walking enjoyable.
The end of October pleased us with beautiful sunny days. However, it creates a lot of work. All beautiful colourful leaves from the trees now looking like thick yellow rug. Leaves rustle underfoot, and it is very sad to part with them, but we must say goodbye to them. See you in the Spring!
October is the most colourful Autumn month in Canada. Even when the day is grey everything looks festive and attractive. The colours are unreal bright, and under the faint rays of the sun they are burning.
Autumn, you look like my sadness, Autumn. I don’t love you, Autumn, but still, Autumn, we’ll be together until winter.
World in your eyes 