One of my favourite thing about Montreal were the beautiful houses we saw. Stunning rows of colours, perfect staircases, a dusting of snow. One morning in Montreal I took an early (7.30am) walk whilst Jim slept to photograph some of them.
I’d read about a couple of streets full of beautiful houses and I saw on the map they were about a 20 minute walk from our Airbnb, so it made sense to put my jetlag to good use and head out to see them without Jim in tow as looking at pretty coloured houses isn’t his idea of a fun morning. It turned out that I was taking my walk in some -25 temperatures so I was picture taking with 2 pairs of inner gloves and snowboard mittens on, my thermals and fur lined boots and I was still freezing. But it was worth the near frostbite to take a proper walk around Mont-Royal and see it all it’s glory!
But now I want to paint my house all the colours. All of them. And replace the two steps to my front door with a swirling steps. Do-able right?