I love the first snow. It is crisp, sunny and freezing out. I always feel so grateful these days for freezing cold, fearing a time when maybe my beloved winters will be history?? I so very much hope not. The cold always makes me feel ...sort of...tough or something. I love being from the north and surviving winters! Stomping around in my sleeping bag of a coat all toasty and thinking about the reward- a cup of tea!
This was the night before- my view from the streetcar window on the way home- rainy and horrible but didn't the steamy windows and lights look pretty?
On a designy note, I came across this cereal ad from 1961 while searching for a picture of a stick of dynamite in the explosions file. This was on the back of something. I love the leaf motif. Very Orla!