The last time I was in Switzerland was December 2006 and a white Christmas it was not. No frost, no snow capped mountains, no snowflakes. Not one. This time I was hoping for snow. And I was not disappointed. There’s something quite magical about falling snow in the countryside. The air becomes muffled and inert, sound is lost under a blanket of snow. My first time in falling snow will not be forgotten. I tried to capture some of its magic. Check out the gallery from the week I spent in the Swiss countryside with my family.