For the first time in my life, I was able to witness a breathtakingly snowy Montmartre last week. Snowy Winters aren’t that much of a regular occurrence in Paris and even then, you need all these other stars to align in order to be in the right place at the right time.
Not being snowed in, not having to go to work, not having to be anywhere and of course being able to get there before the snow turns into grey sludge are all elements to synchronise together. Hence why I haven’t had this opportunity to see Montmartre in the snow since moving here in 2012. And then, there’s the whole having enough energy to walk around in the freezing cold not being able to feel your fingers/toes/face. Minor issues of course. I wasn’t going to let a little hypothermia/frostbite stand in the way of snapping these shots! So please enjoy while I take you on a little tour of an early morning lightly snowed upon Montmartre (from the comfort of your warm room inside).
Place du Tertre with no crowds in sight. It’s as though Picasso, Dali and Renoir could have come on by any minute (if it weren’t for that damn Franprix plastic bag in the middle..)
And finally, in true Parisian fashion, the council decides to lock up the gardens (probably to stop people from skiing or snowboarding down the steps!). Not so great for those who want to roam around but beautiful for us to take photos of the untouched snow overlooking Paris (minus the footsteps on the left of whoever decided to jump the gates earlier that morning). It’s the first time I’ve seen this area of Montmartre like that, with nobody in sight.
Because today, it’s just Montmartre and I.