French Men

Just 2 guys on a Saturday afternoon pushing strollers. This is not something you would see in The States.
On the other hand, the other day, I saw a young Mother with a club or some sort, going after a snake with 2 small children cowering behind her. It had gotten into and under their car when she went to pick them up from school. French women are very strong.

Hike Today

The dogs and I took a late afternoon hike today. We went back to a familliar trail that is below Tourettes Sur Loup. The trail was grown over and a machette would have come in handy. There were flowers, not the ones I was looking for, but there were wild scabiosa and canterbury bells, broom and wild sweet peas. Halfway through, the trail links up with a dirt fire road. We took that back. We didn't see a soul on the entire hike.

We did see a beautiful hummingbird. It was tiny, about 1.5" long. There were so many insects flying and jumping. When we would walk by, grasshoppers would jump away from us into the tall grass, Emile kept thinking it was an animal in the brush.

We say some gorgeous smoke bushes, valerian and morning glories.

You have to be covered with insect repellant and wear long pants and shirt.

Beautiful Clouds

Emile Takes his Turn at Leading. He has a high step technique with his back legs that is interesting. 

caught the yellow butterfly

Wild Smoke Bush

Orange Butterflies everywhere

Wild Scabiosa with orange butterfly

Butterfly Love

Dirt road on the way back. 

Tourette Sur Loup in the distance

One way bridge that you drive across to get to this spot. 

Exhausted dogs. 

My Photos from Serre de la Madone

For Fans of Kate

She is quiet popular and I was told that there are too many pics of Emile and not Kate. She just doesn't like to have her picture taken. 

Walk in Le Bois D'Opio to the waterfall

I was going to to to another swimming spot but I drove by this piste and there was not one there. We hadn't been to this spot in awhile. I thought that my shooting possibilities would be over in this beautiful place. I thought it would be crowded or all dried out. I was wrong. There were more flowers than in the spring and different ones. There were daisies, cupid's arrows, wild sweet peas, wild salvia, blue vetch, and many many more plus colorful bugs and all kinds of butterflies. I did not have my good camera, so I need to go back.

We walked to the small waterfall and had a nice swim.

Kate must have every stick. Emile did not want to go into the deep water. I had to coax him. I don't think he likes the cold water. His teeth chatter. 

Kate sticks her head all the way underwater to get sticks. When she gets the stick she runs a little ways away and piles up the stick so Emile and I can't get them.

The pictures are not so good. I'm not sure it's due to the damaged camera or the fact that I was in a spot that was just green upon green upon green.

When I go back to shoot I will have to be dipped in insect repellant and be totally covered as there are bugs galore. 

Everyone gets a haircut next week.

Marche Artisanal Nocturne in La Colle last night.

I got back from Menton and relalized there was a big event in my own town tonight. They have this a few times over the summer. I went to meet my friend S. and his wife P and we wandered around.

A few people said some things to me and I understood, as my French is getting better. 

I might have been judged as being "serious" as I did not want to try that awful nougat that they try to push on us.

M. Lambert was having a dinner party in his Brocante. He stood up and welcomed me in.I did pretty well with speaking and understanding.  I get the feeling that I am a novelty...an American woman in the village.

I would like to do some more photography of the lace making. It's so pretty and intricate.

This is the entrance to my village coming from my house. 

Everyone Loves Socca

The usually empty town is populated. 

Cotton Candy

Jazz in the Streets

Lace Makers

My Friend S., the difficult Sculptor.