Seasonal blend

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I’ve just fin­ished the De­cem­ber is­sue of FPN and found Ruth Wood’s ar­ti­cle about the dif­fer­ent climates in France very in­ter­est­ing – de­spite the fact that I’ve been liv­ing in France for nearly 30 years! It was a good re­minder of how di­verse this won­der­ful coun­try is.

But I have to say that the sea­sons do seem to blend into each other more and more. When I first moved to France, snow was a given ev­ery win­ter and I even re­mem­ber the rivers freez­ing near where I live (I’m right on the bor­der be­tween Cen­tre and Bur­gundy, in Cher)! If it had snowed overnight, my kids would run to the door and pray the lo­cal trac­tors and saleuses (grit­ting trucks) had not had time to clear the road for the school bus to come and pick them up. If that was the case, they’d join the other chil­dren in the vil­lage to build snow­men on the pave­ments and in the park we have by the river or have epic snow­ball bat­tles. They’d come back, cheeks a bril­liant red from the cold and sod­den feet but with huge grins on their faces. They’re all grown up now and if it snows, it doesn’t stay long enough to build even a lit­tle snow­man.

So, al­though my old bones are hap­pier with­out the freez­ing, damp weather, I can’t help but feel nos­tal­gic about those years when the snow fell heav­ily on our vil­lage and even time seemed to stand still as the coun­try­side stood frozen as in a giant snow globe.

I’ll end my waf­fling here. Thank you for the ex­cel­lent read! Henry Ma­son

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