Easter Weekend Snow In The Pays de Gex, France

I love snow. Most of my early childhood I only imagined what snow was like. The closest experience I had of what it looked like was one of those toys that, on being shaken, bring up fake flakes which descend through the liquid inside the glass globe onto a scene within it. And ever since whenever it snows, especially if it's heavy, I see it as though I were in one of those toy globes and it seems just like magic.

It snowed and snowed in the Pays de Gex last weekend, and then it snowed some more.

Two weeks ago there were already many signs of Spring arriving and we were surprised when the snow continued heavily for several days.

It was cold enough for icicles to form on the balcony...

...and was very beautiful.

Going anywhere was a challenge, so we stayed home.

It was Easter weekend, though it looked more like Christmas!

The Jura foothills were gorgeous. It's fascinating to watch the clouds move over the trees like a stealth blanket.

The sun sometimes shone, shedding a glowing light on the white treetops.

When patches of blue sky also appeared the sight was glorious.