Lumières in Lyon
Today in Paris, it is cold . Life must continue however, so I bundled up and ran around my neighborhood doing my errands. As I walked out of the grocery store, I was greeted by snowflakes, big fluffy ones, lightly falling and melting as soon as they hit the ground. It felt like Christmastime again. In Colorado this year, we had snow on Christmas Eve which made the holiday perfect. I'm not happy about the cold. About two weeks ago, I felt the days getting longer, temperatures were slowly creeping up and I thought we were over the winter hump. But we're not, a few more weeks of sweaters, knit hats, one of three pairs of boots on constant rotation and the desire to eat and drink endless amounts of hot chocolate. So here I sit, bundled up in the house, watching the snowflakes fall quietly outside of my window and reliving one of my favorite winter moments - the Fête des lumières , or Festival of Lights in Lyon, eastern France. My London friend, Sharon, discovered and plan