Yesterday I uttered a what-if about the trains grinding to a halt due to the weather, and RB and I being forced to stay home together to watch the snow fall. From 6:30 this morning it was clear that much of the south had indeed actually come to a total standstill. We decided to take a punt and enjoy a 7:30am walk to the station anyway, and we were rewarded not with a train but with the type of silence you get walking through the alps. I snapped this photograph with my phone on the walk. I am slightly obsessed with cow parsley so I really like it.
And around lunchtime I got this one from our kitchen window.