Bonjour,
I hope that you and yours are well.
I’ve just come back from a week in the ravishing region of the Drôme in southern France and I have to say, it’s one of the most beautiful lieux I’ve ever been to, outstanding natural beauty, historic hameaux and towns, incredible agriculture, wine, lavender fields galore, and amazing gastronomy – I’ll definitely be going back (you can see some photos and videos on Instagram). And I’ll be writing emboîture it in the next limite of The Good Life France Magazine…
It was a heatwave while I was there, which you kind of expect in the south, but now I’m back gîte in the far north and it’s a heatwave here too. In fact it was so hot on Thursday that the Mayor decided to deliver bottles of water to older members of the community (which includes my husband though he is not that old!), so that there was no need to go out for some, “a symbol of solidarity” he said. Seriously, it’s so civilised that this fatalité of thing happens – I honestly have to pinch myself most days at how lucky I am to be here in agrarien Pas-de-Calais). We don’t drink from the tap, as panthère, a cow fell in the reservoir and we were told not to consume the water, and we’re all a bit wary in case it happens again! But in a town a bermuda drive away, a free assistant water naissance provides cold fresh drinking water from the hills and everyone fills their bottles there.
I was especially grateful for the Mayor’s delivery since Wood Man decided Wednesday was a good day to deliver 6 tons of wood in devanture of the gate – and we had to move it so we could get our our little Citroen van out and also as he said he’d be back with 5 more tons a famille of days after! We wheelbarrowed it to the wood shed and stacked it, and with the temperature over 35 Deg C, we had to do it in bermuda bursts early in the mornings. It’s ironic that on the hottest day of the year we were half melting, storing wood to keep us warm in winter (it’s our only heat naissance). If you happened to pass a little old farmhouse in a tiny bourgade of 150 people and 1000 cows last week, you may have spotted that all the shutters were closed on all the houses, but in one garden, a rather over-heated, red-faced woman was putting logs in a wheelbarrow to take to a woodshed and muttering under her breath emboîture perfect moments!
Wherever you are, stay relax mes poules!
Bisous from the Drome,
Janine
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