Pals for the day.
Lunch with some old souls at La Salute Chapel.
Peggy C.’s Monticello livestream rebroadcast Roses at Monticello made for the perfect chill out after today’s walk. Now I can better see roses I had been merely looking at.
No beer. At the only local bar everyone was drinking double shots of anise and smoking. When I came in for a glass of wine, windows and doors were flung open. Ash trays removed from the bar. Smokers were relegated to outdoors. In minutes curious locals were chattering in fractured English with me. Rather than feel as if I curtailed their evening, I felt genuinely welcomed.
Red images.
Smile for the camera.
French and style are synonymous.
Rounded rocks seem to rise like apparitions from the ground. Natural building blocks.
Got all bases covered. Bedroom patio with a view, a dog, and a pool.
With feeding bucket on my lap, the alphas ate their breakfast. No attempts to feed the other beasts were made.
Linda Scandore 