Saying Adieu

I have had a lovely four months in France & now it is time to say farewell. I will miss the sun baked facades of the old buildings. I will miss the windows with their shutters & flower boxes.



I will miss the beautiful gifts given to me by neighbors from their gardens, each offering resembling an impressionist still life. Below are bowls of late apricots & fresh almonds from a friends trees.


Oh, I will miss the wonderful artisanal breads. Pain aux noix is one of my favorites.



I will miss the countryside, the eternal landscape of green fields dotted with aging pigeonnais .



I will miss the simple way of life, the gardens, the simple act of cultivation. Below my neighbor harvests his grapes.




I will miss the meandering side streets & alleyways.....




......the flowers.....




..... & of course the Sunday market.





I will miss my village, my friends & neighbors & not least of all, my little house.




But it is time to go. France I bid you adieu.