Since it is very much beginning to feel like spring here in Montréal, I thought I'd post the last of my winter photos this week, to avoid too much cognitive dissonance. Here the first batch of two. My mother and I decided to try out some professional trails at a local cross country ski club. This is the chalet. I love the grey color of old, weathered wood.
The club is located on a wind farm. I had no idea how big these things really are:
I like the way the snow sits on the piled wood...
I figure this must be a moose or deer blind for the hunting season. Again, love the weathered color...
And that was skiing.
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