It had been years since the Lot had seen its snowy landscapes. I took the road towards Souillac the day after the snowfall, thinking that it had melted quickly and that the roads would be clear. But, once past Uzech-les-Oules, the landscape became magical, and the snow depth was much greater than expected. I couldn’t resist the urge to stop numerous times to immortalize the valleys and forests of Lot under the snow and the sun.
