This evening, I am breaking two of the very few rules (I am really not terribly fond of that word but then I wonder, is anyone?) that I have for myself concerning this blog: to not post when I don’t have anything to say and to not repeat myself (tricky, at times with a memory comme une passoire). For you see, while words are still escaping me, as elusive as a Louboutin glass slipper and despite my continuous wondering of whether, why and when, I do have something to share (a far better word if ever there was one, don’t you agree? Would you like a bite of cheese?). And while all of these photos were taken in the inner courtyard of the cabanon rental during our second visit last weekend, they don’t seem to me to be the skip back at the end of the record, save in subject matter.
Red Leaves. As this corner of France is not exactly open to embracing my beloved Halloween, they have become the official symbol of this quickly waning autumn. My friends, to thank you for your utter kindness regarding Lost in Arles’ baby anniversary (as well as my tolerance for the need to celebrate anything, anytime) I would spread a path of rose petals at your feet! In lieu of that, my red leaves will have to do…
Contrary as ever, France will be ‘falling back’ ahead of schedule this Sunday. Is that why I feel so muddle-headed? Perhaps.
Wishing you all a wonderful weekend…are the stars shining brightly were you are?
Love the red of climbing ivy. People are often afraid of it here in the States because of the way it attaches to building, so we don't see it quite as often.
Sumptuous red leaves, you have captured them beautifully.
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Yay Ella!! I can't believe that you remembered that! Oh my gosh, if you could have seen some of the getups of yesteryear, when I didn't need to be in costume, I would just pull out all the stops of my everyday attire!
That is quite a compliment Sara–but come on–gorgeous red leaves+shining gold light+blue skies? I got lucky!
Not to worry, Elizabeth. Just take care of yourself, that is all that matters!!
Gros, gros bisous!
You need to come and visit because I'm dying to see The LPV through your eyes 🙂
These photos make my heart sing.
I apologise for not being online and missing your blog anniversary. I've had to focus on my health and work issues since returning from France. The physiotherapy is starting to work its magic and hopefully in another 6 weeks, work pressures will have subsided so I should have time on my hands to allow me to be back online regularly. Bisous
They look more like flowers than leaves. I have never seen anything quite so beautiful. They took my breath away. There is nothing quite as spectacular about autumn here. Just various shades of brown.