Tired family, Lourmarin

At the end of a long, hot market day
 

Oignons, Lourmarin

I love the green tint on these local onions
 

Lourmarin Market

 

Hot day at the Lourmarin market

 

Lourmarin

 

Phone and wine

We went to the Lourmarin market on Friday. A bit more upscale than the Apt one the next day. Lots of tourists for the first time, summer is here.

Hiding from the sun.

More Lourmarin shadows

Shadows, Lourmarin

Signs, Lourmarin.

I love the Sauf Riverains sign. It basically means the street is only for locals.

Cafe, Bar, Lourmarin

Rusted gate, Lourmarin.

Inspecteur des Peches, Lourmarin

Every Friday we go to the Lourmarin market. Ian and I drop the two Janes off to cruise the market and we park the car and gofer a walk in the hills around Lourmarin. I said that these trees looked like peaches, which aren't grown here much. He said plums. I said that the two trees looked very similar, so he went into the field to inspect. They are peaches.

Andy in an antique shop, Lourmarin.

Some of the displays were a bit odd, to both Andy and I.

ATM, Lourmarin

Garlic, Lourmarin, 2015

Esprit Sauvage, Lourmarin, 2015

Lourmarin, 2015

Lourmarin

Lourmarin.

Trooper

Lourmarin

No where near any houses, but perched in the middle of a grove of Spanish Broom, a true fire hazard.

Family of hipsters, Apt