Thursday, August 08, 2013

Random Photos

Dessert the first night at a restuarant in Toulouse, it was futile to resist dessert after that. Every night at La Masion Verte dessert was served and every night seemed the surpass the offering of the preceding evening. I found myself wondering what would be for dessert half way through the meal. Now home I am completely uninterested in dessert, maybe becuase I would have to make it.

The houses in Roujan are mostly thick stone appartments, side by side, there is probably a proper word for that which I do not possess in my vocabularly. The domiciles are differentiated by their grill work, paint colors, door knockers and mail boxes.

This archy window was above the kitchen sink in the kitchen where we found our coffee every morning. I love this little cow, a cousin to the cave bison. Later for artistic purposes another tranisistory occupant moved said cow and replaced it with three small pitchers, which I would again move and replace with the cow every now and then.


Ah the Pyrenees barely two hours from Roujan, beautiful, for some reason like coming home, I wept, slightly, behind my glasses. In the Pyrenees is Cave Niaux which boasts fabulous cave paintings. Go there if you possibly can.

A town in the Pyrenees where you can really batten down the hatches.

The beach, the sky, one needs no more.

4 comments:

Paula said...

The French just have a way with life, don't they. So glad you got to enjoy it and share that joy with us.

speedyrabbit said...

I just love your photo's.xx Rachel

Rabbits' Guy said...

Nice! By the way - is it in France there where the robot-checker system got all the photos of house numbers? Or maybe in Folsom Prison?

bunnits said...

Ah, lovely.