It was the first time in almost 17 years that I experienced snow in France again. I am freshly returning form a joyous time with family in Strasbourg where my sister lives. It was just perfect.
Nowadays it only snows on rare occasions in this part of the country but this year I was in luck. All the childhood memories were rushing back to me. The anticipated spectacle of powder-sugar covered streets in the morning after it snowed all night and the blissful sound of silence everywhere. I feel so privileged to have been there at this special time of year.
In my book, gathering home to cook and relax with your loved ones after a day out in the snow is one of those precious moments in life to call perfection. I wish we could all relate to this experience in some sort of ways in a place we call home, wherever we are from.
Photography © Anne-Claire Rohé