In the 25 years we’ve lived here, it’s the first time we’ve had a true snow blizzard. Strange….
Saturday started out fantastic, 16°C, sun and we had a nice walk around the village with the dogs; It was beautiful weather, and we enjoyed it. That evening on TV, the warned people that the hot air we were enjoying was going to hit polar air early Monday morning and get steadily worse.
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Monday morning Trish had to go to Yvetot to catch the train back to Paris, and already there was a lot of snow on the ground, and much more of the white stuff falling. We saw one car in the ditch, but managed to make the 20 minute journey in 35 minutes. After dropping Trish off, I headed back, but the roads had gotten much worse. 4 other cars were in the ditch, and the radio was saying that several major roads were closed, including one I had to take. So I stopped and put on snow chains, and headed up a treacherous hill, finally making it home at 1 1/2 hours.
During the evening the blizzard hit, and hit very hard. It was difficult to sleep and keep the house warm. Outside the wind chill hit -15°C and the wind was blowing at 100 kph.
Early in the morning when I came down to the kitchen, I couldn’t see anything outside:
I had to let (more throw) the dogs out the window to let them do their thing while I tried opening the main entrance door (the veranda door did not move an inch). You can see why:
The other side of the entrance was as bad
The gates were totally snowed under, even in the dark I could see that. Now way that I was leaving today….
When daylight arrived, I started making a few more photos from inside. Here’s the view from the veranda:
On the side of the house, at the “small gate”, snow was also blocking the gate:
The garden has several snow drifts, making it fun for the dogs
This is the “cottage”
Beemer is a snow dog (Benji being a Scottish shepherd does pretty well as well), and as a Canadian shepherd she thrives in the snow, and it’s difficult to get her out:
From the rear window I saw the snowmageddon had hit the rest of the village :
There’s a car there somewhere…. can you see it?
I decided to brave the ice cold elements and dug myself out of the small gate. Here’s the small road next to our house:
The “main” road was totally not useable
Here’s our neighbor with the disappearing car
Snow was almost 2 meters high in certain spots
Towards the center of the village, one of the trees had blown over onto the road
And this is the field next to our house
Only madmen and photographers go out in the weather.
I long for the sunshine….