On Wednesday, we awake to find ourselves once again in the bleak mid-winter.
I have an hour to spare before my first lesson. I pull on my snow-boots and step out into winter.
- I walk through the village, towards the Chapelle Solferino.
Curtains of snow have fallen during the night, blanketing the village, the fields, the hills.
The roads are blocked, the snowploughs elsewhere. The snow heaps silence upon the valley.
The world has turned white and I am a child once again.
I run, I jump, I tumble.
All too soon it is time to return home and be a grown-up again.
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