As summer passes into fall, the frost turns green to brown, laying bare the tangled morning glories that sprung forth with new life each morning, another one has passed from among the living into the eternal light. A friend who we hadn’t seen for years, but still a friend nonetheless. Our prayers go out to her family.
The first day we got back to Paris, a couple of guys in the apartment across the street took the opportunity of a break in the rain to make a short film on the balcony. We don’t know what they were doing, but during our two weeks in Paris, they had several of what looked like business lunches and dinners and at least one party on their balcony. Paris, France, May 2013.
With fall comes green chiles and there’s nothing like a leisurely breakfast with Guildenstern and René (Laurie doing the photo and the other cats on the table or chairs). We had huevos rancheros made with freshly peeled green chiles from Wagner’s Farm.
Vineyards with Mont St Victoire in the background. Aix-en-Provence, France, May 2013.
Roman ruins in Arles, France. May 2013.
A argiope aurantia, better known around here as a zipper spider, has spun a web between the catio and a rosebush. It was in a position for me to get it profile.
A young woman was taking a smoke break and watching people go by as she enjoyed her cigarette. The boys were so involved in their mobile devices as they walked down the street that they didn’t even notice of her. Aix-en-Provence, France. May 2013.