Bonjour mes belles,
I hope that you have had a fabulous weekend. Ours was spent hunting for treasure and French Boyfriend found a fabulous clock which I will take a photo of later today.
Being a morning person, there is nothing I like better than a walk around the village before the village starts waking up. This morning was no exception and I arrived at the boulangerie just as the cakes were being so beautifully placed, one by one, in the display cabinet.
Unfortunately I did not have my camera with me, but once I had finished my breakfast duties I snapped this photo of our neighbours window box. It is stunning and an example of how much pride the French ladies take in looking after their loved potted gardens.
La belle vie is an expression that springs to mind as the French never seem to be rushed or stressed and calmly go about their busy and refuse to change for the sake of change.
Charming and bewitching are words that spring to mind...France you cast a spell when it is least expected.
très belle semaine à tous, Leeann x