In 1885, Claude Monet painted The Road to Giverny in Winter, depicting the view across the snow towards the village where he would live for over 50 years.
Because of the season, his colour palette is more restrained than in, say, his better-known works of the ponds and lily pads in his gardens.
Also because of the season, those gardens are closed at the moment. Shame, as there can be something quite spectacular about a well-maintained garden in winter. A single flower can say more a whole bed of summer blooms.
This all means I won’t be seeing his gardens on my visit to Normandy this weekend.
On the plus side, though, it’ll give me a good excuse to go back another time.