Mulberry leaf, Rue de Bourget

 

Detail, Saignon

 

Morten, Saignon, Chez Christine

 

Chairs, Apt

 

Is he? Apt

 

Morning, Apt

 

Scary umbrella, Apt

 

Post pétanque

 

Christine's

 

Morning, Rue de Bourget

 

Escape! Saignon

Norwegian witches is the best guess.
 

Fall shadows, Saignon

 

Saignon morning

 

Auberge du Presbytere, Saignon

A sad sight. The Auberge has been sold and closed. Rumors swirl but it seems that the nice little square by the fountain will not be filled with tourists and townsfolk having an afternoon apero for the foreseeable future. Sigh
 

Les Petanquistes

Viviane, Robert and Ian after a tense match.
 

Claude and Fredo moving rocks.

A restoration in progress.
 

A view down the valley from Saignon

Always changing and always lovely.
 

Foyer breakfast, Saignon

Every Wednesday the Foyer of Saignon hosts a coffee for the village. Local people and "Etrangers"gather for croissants, coffee and tea. Always nice.
 

October afternoon, Saignon

 

Fountain goldfish, Saignon

There are often fish in our fountain here in Saignon. Mostly goldfish. Every now and then we have seen fishermen put their live catch (trout) in to stay fresh. They scare the bejeebers out of the goldfish. Probably eat a couple of little ones.
 

Our house, being eaten by our mulberry tree

 

Paul and Ian after a grueling French class with Salima.