A true Sunday. Sleeping in late then dipping carefully shredded Italian brioche into my coffee, listening to our friends that had stayed over after a joyful evening as they mused on this and that, their knowing to let me be until I am fully awake. Each paging through picture books with waving lapses of silence filled only with the ping-pong of Baroque. Meanwhile, beyond the window-pane the sun was arm-wrestling with the clouds. It won and was victorious. Out we wandered, working up an appetite for the omelette aux chanterelles that Chef Remi had promised. I took my camera along as the light was singing just to me, I felt that I had the sun in my arms and love in my heart.
Hungry from looking, we stayed at table until 4 pm, lingering over the St. Marcellin and sweet clementines. After our friends said their goodbyes, it was time for une petite sieste, the kind filled with sleeping without sleeping, the best I know. But I could hear noises outside my window as I dozed and was finally drawn to see what could it be. While I was dreaming, workers from the city had been as busy as bees, stringing up, then testing the lights for the Christmas season. I smiled at the Milky Way just below my feet, as they winked little hellos while lighting up the dark.
Merci, Irma…toi aussi. 🙂
De si jolie photos, surtout celle où la porte bleue est juste illuminée…
Bon après-midi.
Ooh, I bet the LPV must look mighty fine…perhaps we need to make a holiday jaunt in that direction???
Ah, please feel free to duplicate my Sunday all weekend long–it isn't copyrighted and it does a person good! Especially one that has been wrangling with munchkins and instilling them with Ye Olde English…
And yep, it is the same here, Ella. The lights are up but nobody's home. I'll have to wait until I come back from the States to see them shine. Booo!!!
I so should not have read this post right now. I'm at work, and as much as I love my little students, I'd much rather be eating omelettes and taking Sunday siestes!
I may copy "your" Sunday this weekend. : )
Speaking of Christmas lights, where you are, are the lights put up but not illuminated for like a month? That's what happens here in Paris. They hold out until the second week of December! It's such a tease!
That does sound like a fantastic Sunday. And I for one am thrilled to see the Christmas lights going up. I love how sparkly and festive they make the villages look 🙂
So pretty! You are very blessed to live in such a beautiful place.
Love your kittens!
Loved and enjoyed everything you did on your Sunday from the stunning pictures, the Omellete and your "une petite sieste." I love taking naps on Sundays too. It's just rejuvenating. C'est la vie!
What a perfect Sunday (what I wouldn't give for an omelette aux chanterelles — yum!). I LOVE these photos, especially of the sly little kitties and a happy Benjamin to boot! La vie est belle!
Thank you so very much Sylvia!! You sure know how to arrive with a bang. 🙂
And of course, any friend of the amazing Ella's is a friend of mine…
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