|A white linen shirt.|
|You can run, but you can’t hide. (Cristel will kill me for this picture. ) Isn’t she cute?|
|Another white shirt.|
|On Monday I would like to discuss the above flow-y linen tunic with you. Unfortunately, it doesn’t exist in black.|
|Next time, I’ll see if I can get even farther away from my subject. That way you can try to guess what she’s wearing. . .|
Pictures from friendly territory. People in the village probably think I’m crazy, but at least they don’t say so and they walk the walk. As you can see from the clothes and the smiles the weather continues to be Juin-like rather than Avril.
Typically French, many are saying “we’ll pay for this later.” In France, I’ve discovered, anything surprisingly good is supposed to have a penalty at the end of the experience. Payback. I can never figure out whether it’s a karma thing, fear of optimism, outright pessimism or an intelligent observation on life in general.
Whatever it is, I take joy where I find it and don’t ask questions.
I hope you’re having a joy-filled, sun-drenched weekend.
A demain for the weekly round-up.