Thursday, September 25, 2014
Monday, September 22, 2014
The other day I was playing tour guide in the amazing city of Sarlat. Every time I am in this living Renaissance city I see and feel new things, but for the life of me I could not go into the best museum in the city one more time. I had already been in once or twice this year and enough is enough.
I plopped myself down on an elevated threshold and prepared to have some serious reflections on what I am doing with my tea towel business, LilyO's, and possibly take a nap. It was quite relaxing sitting there and I found myself drifting into a comfortable fog when I saw them. Black patent leather shoes with 3 inch stiletto heels. What the heck?! How could anyone negotiate these cobble stone streets in those shoes? But, there they were striding away from me before I could get my camera out to snap a photo of this death defying feat. Suddenly I was obsessed with checking out the passing waves of shoes. And here is what I saw:
a pair that spoke spanish
the glee of a family
teenagers getting to express their pink side
mom has her style and little Pierre another
a classic look
and a free spirit
one friend is contemporary, the other into men's wear
there was love on the street
and one poor soul that had to work
these are work shoes too
shoes trying to decide which way to go
shoes that had settled in
shoes of a trooper of a tourist
and no shoes needed
Thursday, September 4, 2014
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
We don't have a BBQ, but a picnic is just the thing. The local car buffs brought out their gorgeous cars to get our juices ready for the four legged beauties that would soon be the center of attention.
After lunch there is a lull in the conversations as each person checks out the day's racing form. This is a serious and private moment!
When her jockey came on board I could see a twinkle in their eyes that said, "look out everyone here we come."
And they were off! #2 lead the entire course and seemed so happy at it!!
For the second race I consulted with my helper. We went by the jockey's colors this time. We went for the blue on blue silks and by chance once again the #2 horse.
Once again a good pick as Sky Run came in by a good length or so. Too bad I don't ever put a real bet on my choices.
When there is a grey horse in the running I have no choice but to choose them as the winner. My luck continued for yet a third race....maybe I really should have bet - ha!
It was a very quiet crowd spread out along the course under the terraces of the grand chateau.
The gentle fields below the chateau have been carved out for a beautiful course. There are flat races as well as steeple chases. I hold my breath each and every time they jump those seemingly enormous hedges.
Tom spent his time at a bend in the course making sketches.
He got a bit distracted today and made this his pick for the winners circle.
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
What is the chance that someone living in Vermont would meet someone from Connecticut in a class in New Hampshire who lived just a couple of hours away in France?!
I don't know the odds, but I did meet my dear friend Joan this way and have loved visiting her in her small village in France ever since.
Her village of Turenne sure looks bigger than my small village and yet there is only a 200 person difference in population. The setting and preservation of Turenne is just breath taking and has earned it the classification of one of the Most Beautiful Village of France. My love of Bourdeilles and it's beauty could get me a bit envious, but as you will see there are indeed valid reasons for this prestigious label to be applied to Turenne. I'll let the images take you on a tour of the grand, the intimate and the delicious parts of the village.
Thank you Joan for a lovely visit into your small village in France. We sure have learned a lot since those days in New Hampshire!
Maybe you would like to buy your own small village in France? Visit this lovely blog by Lynn McBride. www.southernfriedfrench.com