There is something special about the first snowfall of the year. Even though the days are frigid and icy and there is not a leaf left on a tree, this is the first real proof that yes, it truly is winter. Summer has turned to Autumn which has fallen into a silent, white, billowy winter. Experiencing a snowfall in the city can be a remarkable experience, and to experience it in the old part of Montreal at midnight is even moreso. It was as if the city had shut down for this event, leaving the street lamps to glow in the night, lighting the flakes as they whipped in the wind, eventually settling on the abandoned benches, the bare branches and the early Christmas decorations. The city was silent. Padded. And oh so beautiful. Walking the streets in old Montreal at midnight... a memory I won't soon forget.