winter

By Scott Stone Snow up to my knees, I stood at the corner of Puthaarannantie and Lahenrannantie in Muoino, Finland. I breathed in deeply, taking in the townscape, a sea of white, still, except for a pulled sled in the distance. The air I was breathing was not just any

By Ann Abel I suppose that was a rhetorical question. We all need summer, especially this year, while many of us are trying to hibernate through locked-down Februaries. But around the northern hemisphere, there are some beaches that actually get better around the winter solstice. The emptiness is romantic and

By Helen Cordery There is something strangely delicious about stepping onto fresh snow.  There’s the soft crunch as you place your heel, that tiny sinking feeling as the ball of your foot goes down, then the gentle smattering of ice as your toes press in. Patagonia in winter is like

By Rochelle Lash Bonjour. Hi. Dia duit. Hey, no pressure for St. Patrick’s Day. The Plumes et Glisse B & B in the sporty Tremblant area north of Montreal has an Irish lilt year-round. Think a drop of Bailey’s, a splash of Guinness and a shot of Jameson. As they