Today I was reminded of a conversation I had with Vilay last year. We were discussing our move to Switzerland.
I asked him if he were sure about moving to the country of endless snow. He hates snow as much as I do did.
He told me that in Switzerland it didn’t snow more than in Strasbourg. I told him he was out of it or only saying that so that I would consider moving to Switzerland. I really hated snow.
I made a bet with my husband.
I bet that it would snow as late as Easter in the Jura. If not longer.
When I said snow, I wasn’t talking about powdered snow sweetly clinging to Spring flowers. We had that the other day. No big deal.
When I made the bet with my husband, I was talking about the downpour of snow that we are getting right this moment. On Easter weekend.
So, I won my bet. And, my prize is….?
Drum roll, please….
I get to dig for Easter eggs in the snow with my kids!
