Every 1st of January, my family goes on a run. Usually, we run and hike with two other families to either Muir Beach or Stinson Beach and end with a potluck feast which everyone adds to, using two Westfalia buses (my dad's and our friends') as the movable kitchens. This year, as we are now in Montreal, we abridged our run a bit. My brother, my dad and I ran straight out the front door on a 6 mile loop around Mount Royal. It was sunny and there was fresh powdery snow everywhere, and we finished off the run with a big brunch, which my sister and my mom prepared at home: eggs, sausage, coffee, fruit, and apple cinnamon bread. It wasn't the same as usual, but it was pretty great!
snowy paths
beautiful views
our shoes drying out in the sun
snowy eyes
