First snow today.
It was over by ten in the morning and had melted in the afternoon. The flakes were big enough to obscure vision. I suppose I should go out to the Avenue des Erables near the flat and get a couple of souvenir maple leafs before they rot. They decay and leave brown prints on the ground sometimes, where you can still guess their old shape. It's very pretty, and it feels very cold. In Aix, plants usually dry instead of melting into the ground.
I wonder when it's going to feel colder than what I'm made for.