The council tractors with their snow moving blades on were out clearing the streets of Preuilly when I went to buy bread.
Our front courtyard.
Our teenaged neighbour Tiphaine's footprint in the tyre tracks on the street.
One of the neighbourhood cats returning to the home fire after having been out investigating this new white world.
The Courteix kids and dog play in the snow in the street.
Looking down towards the ancien marché aux porcs.
The snow was all sparkly and lovely, and there was no wind, so it was pleasant outside if you were rugged up with snow gloves and the rest. I hope these images don't upset our Australian readers too much...40°C -- insupportable ! The temperature here is hovering around 0°C.