Getting back to the alpine winter after the heat of Morocco was a fun shock to the system. I instantly developed a cold but aside from that have been enjoying watching the snow on the mountains creep lower and lower each day. (Check out the view from the living room!)
Plus the fire warms things up, crackling and popping away, adding atmosphere and warmth to the living room!
Although you can't really tell from the photo, it began to lightly snow yesterday-my first experience of snow falling! It was so soft and slow and quiet as it fell, gentle and unhurried. It melted before it touched the ground but was one of the most magical and peaceful things I've ever seen.
If it wasn't for the fact that it was utterly freezing and the hole in my shoe was allowing ice-cold water to get intimately acquainted with my sock, I would have stayed out in it forever.
As it was, walking through the village to the silence of the snow, the smell of wood-smoke in the air, passing the alpine houses with the white mountains looming all around and the russet trees drawing my eyes to their red and gold, it was utterly magical.
This morning when I woke up it was to a heavy frost on the ground, beautiful.
The day was finished off with just the type of food one wants to be eating on a cold winters day, Raclette! This awesome Swiss dish involves melting a special type of cheese in miniature pans under the grill that sits in the centre of the table, then you scrape the hot bubbling amazing cheese onto your plate and eat it with baby potatoes, ham and prosciutto. Yum!
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