year the Epiphany has brought us a beautiful gift, at least for my point of view: a big snowfall in the city. There were days that the weather alert abounded, and on time the snow was swift
Frankly I prefer the mountains, for the undoubted inconvenience that leads to the transport here, but when the white blanket reaches almost 40 cm in two days, I can not return and is enraptured child, when the arrival of Snow was synonymous with fun.
Looking out the window upon waking I realized immediately that this time it was serious, and I'm prepared to shovel:
Here is a strange form of bearskin:
In the garden there seems to be someone who does not want to give in to the chill of winter:
I am not alone, however, to be particularly happy about the situation. and there are those who darts through the great, feeling at ease:
In the afternoon I took the opportunity to tour the country for almost deserted, looking for some vision somewhat unusual. Here is how the reduced-bench meeting of pensioners and on the playground:
Chute, shouting desperately cleared by happiness of children that usually take d ' Assault:
The church exudes a charm so cloaked differently:
Cars are great fun, gently covered by soft snow, worthy of the historic tale starring Gianni Rodari Marcovaldo:
the evening all is quiet, there is no one around, seems to be in a country almost magic, the light of the sky is amazing, warm and enveloping as ever recall seeing, and then right out, almost lying in middle of the road to adjust the tripod to find the picture that pleases me most, being careful not to put the snowflakes on the lens:
If you are not yet understood, I enjoyed it very much!
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