All white, all right

The snow finally arrived in Lyon yesterday lunchtime. By evening there was a covering of ten centimetres on the ground, and by this morning it was twenty. Predictably the city has more or less ground to a halt. Hardly any traffic on the roads, all buses and a third of flights cancelled. Even la bienheureuse didn't risk the icy pavements and worked from home. Fortunately it was yesterday she had her first appointment with the sage femme up on the Croix Rousse plateau. Both patients checked out fine, tiny heart beating strongly. Twelve weeks to go...