(Beautiful voice and beautiful song ... nostalgic)
(I'll share some of my snowy fir ...)
No, it does not snow here (though a few flakes were twirled on Christmas Day)! I know that in some areas, snow disrupts the biting cold, and winter can be terrible ... But I found in my "Dictionary in the clouds" these few words:
I went to school on foot, nose in the air, the heart Happy: it snow! ... Finally!
But I dare not say I am also delighted that my students, adults do not like snow! Adults need to complain about the cold and damp, difficult to drive the car and heating problems ...
Here in Provence, everyone is totally distraught at the lowest flake: it's not used! But children, happy, found gestures of yesteryear ...
Gestures time when, in the garden scintillating, we knew marvel crystal star ... Then we went back out of breath, surprised by all this whiteness unreal ... and they passed the door of the house with the pleasure of feeling her cheeks the surprise of the fireplace before which we could then enjoy gingerbread and chocolate ... Fragrances of cinnamon and hot milk ...
Toddlers, which is the first "real" snow, can not believe their eyes: "Ooooh, lady! The court, she is well ironed ...!!!"
(1987 ... it's quite old!)
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And as they say in Provence
when the year is almost complete:
She is not beautiful my crib ...?!
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