Waiting at the Bus-stop

After walking downtown with grey skies and gently spitting rain, this is what the sky looked like while I waited at the bus stop to come up the hills back home! What a difference!

I did notice that it was much cooler, 4C, from a couple of days ago, I could see a sprinkling of snow in the mountains, but I was never in a decent spot to capture it - too many tall buildings in town. Town folk live in concrete jungles and dream of nature and birdsong when they sleep.

Snow is forecast for tomorrow, but will it actually come as low as Lausanne? We'll have to wait and see.

The trolley bus lines are impossible to eliminate, unless I stand in the middle of the busy road. So we have lines, the reality of life, with the beautiful cathedral behind them.