Slowly, the city did indeed change it's colours; the cafe's and restaurants expanded out into the pavements, gardens bloomed and were filled with a rainbow of colours, parks became jam-packed with crowds picnicking and any ponds or water features in these open spaces flowed with water, council-owned flowerbeds (which we had never even noticed actually existed in the winter) were planted with an assortment of colourful blooms in pretty patterns.
Sure enough the city - once more or less silent under the thick blanket of snow - blossomed into a buzzing, vibrant place.
But there have been other aspects which set this transformation apart from elsewhere, most noticeably (and the one which appealed to us when we were weighing up whether to come out here), were all the varied festivals taking place throughout the summer months, many of them with free shows.
I apologize for being useless and not doing as much to write about as I possibly could have. Blame the ME, blame T's work: together they combine to be non-blog friendly!
On our way back we came via the main outdoor stage and were mesmerized by jazz act performing, which had a more hip-hop vibe, and was a stark contrast to the quartet. We could have stayed listening to this act all night, but our eyes were closing, as the four hours of sleep we had the previous night caught up with us.
Montreal is a busy place in the summer!