Our apartment has a tiny terrace on which we have our petit dejeuner every morning. Here we nibble our just-baked croissants, greet passersby on the way to purchase their own, and admire the graceful, ever-circling swallows, the first birds to rise and the last abed. After breakfast today I painted the view.
A visit to the archaeological site and museum of the Oppidum d’Ensérune, near Capestang.
A rare sunny afternoon in this cold soggy summer, so we spent it in the garden of La Chouette.
What luck! A gift for the newlyweds-to-be in our lives.
Our first resting-place on this voyage: a charming family-owned-and-run hotel in Montdidier.
