Posted by on Jan 24, 2023 | 18 comments

Well, this is a stretch, I should have used this title: S’no Joke! HAHA. Neve is snow in Italian, and you can’t say “S’now”, you have to say “snow”…oh, just forget it but hear this:

IT SNOWED IN OUR LITTLE FRENCH VILLAGE TODAY.

Okay, mama was out with papa to get clams for spaghetti alle vongole (clams in Italian) at our local fish market and it began to rain but the rain was going in a funny direction, which was all over the place, swirling and dipping and diving and mama said, “That is NOT rain, it is snow!”

And it was.

With emphasis on “was”, as it lasted about 5 minutes and then disappeared.

For which we are thankful, because we do NOT want our lemon tree (citronnier) to freeze or mama will have to go out and spray it with the hose and it is COLDER THAN A LAB’S NOSE OUT THERE!

Still, it was exciting for mama and papa.

As for me, well, you know.

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow….

At least that rhymes with ‘know’.