After a week of reports on the big chill sweeping across Europe and my daily conversations with both our gardienne and the school bus driver about the freezing weather, the snow finally fell in Paris. It facinates me to no end the endless conversations one can have about the weather in this country.
We've made the transition right along with the seasons from the daily Il fait beau to Il fait froid with the added reportage on the daily temperatures, Moins 8...,9...,10 aujourd'hui.