The morning after

My first morning back in Canada dawned clear and cold, with a startlingly low snowline on the local mountains. This is the view that greeted me when I stumbled blearily into the kitchen, and true to my recent training, I immediately stumbled back to the bedroom to fetch my camera. Phew! I didn't leave all the beauty behind me in Asia. It was a gloriously sunny day, and the espresso machine blinked at me from its corner. It's good to be home.