Meteo France
promised me a ‘soleil’ day but it’s freezing cold with a northerly wind and
hardly a glimmer of sunshine. I think the lizards have crawled back into hibernation. This time
last year we were lounging around outside in glorious sunshine.
On Friday we
visited the local nursery and bought our summer’s supply of geraniums and
petunias. Geraniums in France are a bit
of a cliché but they add some welcome colour to the abundance of stone in the
courtyard. In previous years Paul has
potted them up straightaway but with this cold and inclement weather he has
brought them temporarily indoors. He has
even rigged up a Heath Robinson reflector contraption to make sure they get
enough light.
In the
meantime I am staying put in front of the log fire, glass of wine in hand and
trying to resist the temptation of a large bar of chocolate.
Uggs?
ReplyDeleteNo,just comfy slipper booties. Not very elegant but very warm!
ReplyDeleteHello Sue. I didn't know you had a blog page! I was interested to read about the strange well thingy at Labastide. I know it well as my friend Danny previously owned the house there with the tall tower, and I passed the strange object often.
ReplyDeleteI rather rashly recently planted out all my aubergines, peppers, chillies, courgettes, etc, then spent much of yesterday covering them 'just in case'. I think we'll be OK.