Sometimes cloudy days are best.
For seeing.
For thinking.
For being quiet.
Have a lovely weekend…
And if you need permission to go take a nap or read or watch an old movie? Well, I give it to you!
Sometimes cloudy days
Everything that makes living in a small town in Provence worthwhile…
If I didn't have to walk the dogs I would have stayed in my pjs all day long! But NO one can not walk the dogs in pjs in France–not even yoga pants! Sigh.
Oh yay that you noticed that. I am actually far pickier about the layout of photos here than I should be! 😉 And yes, today is one of those too bright days here too! I had to close the curtains!
Thank you dear Greet!!! Oh, you would love that door. It is HUGE. Truly enormous–as you can by the regular size door that is cut into it. And there is a courtyard behind…how I would love to visit…
Ah but it can be good to have a break too, can't it? A bit of a palate cleanser. 🙂
And everything looks more mysterious under cloudy skies…
Oh you are welcome! It is nice to spread the word. I like his blog too. Please do let me know if Mrs. A et co make it to the bistro. 🙂
You loved being 42? I loved being 35!! And no complaining from you missy–you earned that jetlag!!!!
Oh what an interesting way to put it, Loree. And yes, of course, for you it is the same as it with us here–at times a respite from the intense sun feels wonderful.
The blue-grey of the shutters? Very typical for the region. I like them too.
Exactly! That is what made me so happy. Thank you for the compliment too.
Sometimes I pray for cloudy days because I feel like they give me permission to be lazy. This didn't work too well when I lived in Dublin though since it was pretty much always cloudy 😉 x