On the rare occasion when it snows in the south of France, roads close. Schools close. Shops close.
A winter wonder land appears and the day to day life stands still. Yesterday it snowed over 11 inches within a few hours.
More snow is predicted today. No school, roads blocked and skiing on the streets becomes the new way to travel.
I did not sleep with the window open last night.
Throughout the day we shook the snow off our plants, we nearly lost one tree.
A painted snowman on the bakery's window. Certainly made Frosty jealous.
The kids took to the streets. Snowballs galore. I got nailed a few times. My camera was no protection even though I yelled, "Be Careful…My Camera!" Instead I was an easy target.
My camera and I were soaked. Taking photos in "the cold" is way to cool if you know what I mean. My hands were frozen as my gloves got in the way of taking photos. But more-so the snowflakes got in the way of my taking pictures. White blurry dots, snow balls and cold hands. Fun.
Sacha dressed as if it is early spring. His friend, is fashion conscious, had the right clothes, and chic ones I might add. Look he has the right gloves, boots, jacket…
Sacha was soaked in ten minutes and starving.
Delicious hot.
When it snows in the south of France it is lovely, enchanting, the stillness magical at least for a day or two.
Does it snow where you live?
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