Winter was no different, he arrived all at once with his gusts, his snow, his uncomfortable sky. People didn’t seem surprised, didn’t look like surprise days. There are probably a few motorists who, once again, will have been caught with their summer tires in the air…. But hey, bang! Winter’s here. Autumn is dead, the sludge is in charge of crushing them and then freezing them. The ploughs will eventually glean them and there will be nothing left of them in a month’s time. In six months, the trees will take their revenge.