We are in Saignon, in Provence, for the thirteenth time in thirteen years. This is our journal and photo album. I have now added posts from our home in North Florida. Click on the picture to see a larger version. To leave a comment just click on the words no comments below that picture. A box will pop up to write your comment in. There will be another box where you can write your name. Then there will be a security word. Fill that in. All photos Copyright by James T. Weekes 2001-2023
Monday, June 30, 2014
Hydrant, Goult
Now that two thirds of the German-American Hydrantologists are together in Provence it's time to get serious! This old timer has a wonderful dignity.
Sunday, June 29, 2014
Ciboulette (chive), Rue Cilly, Saignon
When I bought this on the first Sunday here, in Coustellet, it was about eight leaves in a tiny pot. The Provencal sun has worked wonders.
La Petite Cave has reopened!
Andrew Goldsby has moved back into his original restaurant and is open at night five days a week. we went on his first night.
Smoked salmon tartare with crayfish, pepper and an avocado mousse topped by strings of pepper. Many flavours, all good.
Seared scallops with artichoke, caper berries and cauliflower puree with curry. All with a nice Provencal white.
Smoked salmon tartare with crayfish, pepper and an avocado mousse topped by strings of pepper. Many flavours, all good.
Seared scallops with artichoke, caper berries and cauliflower puree with curry. All with a nice Provencal white.
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Wee house, Saignon
We have a history with this house. The woman who lives here rescues dogs that have issues. She had a really angry black dog that would go crazy whenever a walker or cyclist went by. They were always tied up but made us uncomfortable as we walked by. Two visits ago we walked down the road and three of her dogs were on the road, sleeping. As we walked by they got up, growling, and chased us. One of them, a very old dog bit my leg. I was wearing jeans and the dog was, as I said, old, so it didn't hurt much and I gave it a quick smack with my monopod and we escaped. The owner watched the whole incident and did nothing to call the dogs. So we stopped that walk. This year we tried it twice and there were no dogs so we went back to our old favorite walk. Yesterday we got 100 meters short of the house and there they were, out on the road, so we turned and came back up. Sigh
Lurking cloud, Apt
This was the first cloud of a front that soaked the area. Came in from the east when no one was looking.
Roussillon trashcan.
This is a closeup of either a trashcan or metal barrier in Roussillon. Somebody designed this for the town and figured out how to punch it into metal. Very nice.
Abstract art, Roussillon
There is an art gallery across the street from these paintings. There are always paintings hung on this wall if it's good weather. About ten years ago there was a very nice piece hung out and I stopped to photograph. There was a furious banging on the glass of the gallery, made by the owner, yelling at me to stop taking pictures, in a public place, of his painting. I waved and walked on. Every year since I have stopped and pretended to take a snap. I think he gave up last year. I just never understood why he hangs here and then defends the paintings like a rabid dog.
Broom in bloom, Saignon
The field behind this plant has been totally turned under and replanted to tiny grape vines, all in three weeks.
Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Musicians after the market, Isle s/l Sorgue
These guys had been playing music for the shoppers all morning. They then went and got a beer and played what they wanted to play, much better.
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