The village has been shrouded in snow and freezing fog, the wind creating extraordinary sculptures as the weight of snow slides over the eaves and hangs precariously above the pavements.
The snow plough was going through at regular intervals but all traces were soon smoothed away as the snow kept falling.
By Sunday I was getting cabin fever so set off very early to the "Puces" in Clermont Ferrand, it was minus 7 and the snow was still falling, I thought it needed to be warmer for snow to fall, but this was especially muscular snow that seemed capable of withstanding anything.
After a few kilometres it did feel like the wrong decision as even the main road was treacherous. The car in front slid at one point and ended up facing the wrong way! It was my first experience of ABS and I was seriously impressed. The driver had obviously had quite a fright and continued the journey at about 10 kms per hour, no possibility of overtaking as the snow was too deep, so I arrived very late.
In Clermont there were a few hardy souls who sat muffled in layers of clothes, little blue noses peeking out, but the huge space was nearly empty with a Siberian wind whistling across.
Last Sunday was a a total contrast, with bright sunshine and a throng of vendors covering every inch of space. The atmosphere was great, everyone was in good spirits and as well as the usual dealers there was a lady selling her personal collection of linens, a one off. I bought some wonderful things from her including this incredible pure linen sheet smothered in lavish embroidery.
The surprise find was the Chinese porcelain jar with an armorial crest and the crown of a marquis!
From thick woollies, fleece, hat, scarf & gloves to sunglasses in seven days.
It was even warm enough for an impromptu picnic in warm sunshine by the frozen lake at lunchtime.
By Sunday I was getting cabin fever so set off very early to the "Puces" in Clermont Ferrand, it was minus 7 and the snow was still falling, I thought it needed to be warmer for snow to fall, but this was especially muscular snow that seemed capable of withstanding anything.
After a few kilometres it did feel like the wrong decision as even the main road was treacherous. The car in front slid at one point and ended up facing the wrong way! It was my first experience of ABS and I was seriously impressed. The driver had obviously had quite a fright and continued the journey at about 10 kms per hour, no possibility of overtaking as the snow was too deep, so I arrived very late.
In Clermont there were a few hardy souls who sat muffled in layers of clothes, little blue noses peeking out, but the huge space was nearly empty with a Siberian wind whistling across.
Last Sunday was a a total contrast, with bright sunshine and a throng of vendors covering every inch of space. The atmosphere was great, everyone was in good spirits and as well as the usual dealers there was a lady selling her personal collection of linens, a one off. I bought some wonderful things from her including this incredible pure linen sheet smothered in lavish embroidery.
From thick woollies, fleece, hat, scarf & gloves to sunglasses in seven days.
It was even warm enough for an impromptu picnic in warm sunshine by the frozen lake at lunchtime.
BRRRRR!!... althought the snow on the roof just looks beautiful like well beaten egg white ready to be folded in some dish, i am glad i am presently in the heat of australia athough, with lots of rain
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