It started snowing at breakfast time this morning, and it hasn’t stopped since. We had no need to go to the shops, so we were happy to stay indoors all day. It’s Sunday, so we don’t expect to see the council workers out clearing the snow, but late this afternoon the plough turned up. I diligently sweep the balcony about once an hour, until I realise that it’s snowing faster than I can sweep. OK, maybe once every half hour then.

It’s been very windy, with blizzard conditions at times, and almost all the ski lifts have been closed all day. Right now (11pm) the wind is whistling down the chimney and the storm shows no sign of abating. The forecast is for the storm to continue tomorrow, but we’ll have to venture out for bread in the morning, and later on Colin is playing in Rocks. It promises to be quite an adventure, and I suspect the snowshoes will soon be liberated from their summer confinement in the cellar.
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