Lately it's looked a lot more like picture-perfect Switzerland, thanks to the snow and cold. Except that it could be picture-perfect New York, or Pittsburgh, or Minnesota, because even today, when the sun came out, the Alps were obscured by low clouds.
Weather or no, Joseph likes to be outside. He loves the snow, which he calls "no," except when talking to Bappe (Daddy); then he says "nee" (Swiss German "Schnee").
On our walk the other day I'd intended to get some video footage of him playing in the snow, but he kept getting distracted by airplanes and other vehicles.
On the way home, his favorite shortcut has a few obstacles. At the end I'm struggling to push open the gate against a pile of snow. Evidently I had my hand over the camera's microphone.
What may not be obvious is why he suddenly stops in the middle: his hat catches on an overhanging branch. After breaking loose, he's a bit unhappy—until another airplane comes by.
