Spring isn’t officially here yet but there are definite signs of its arrival here in Provence. This is what I saw on my walk today:
A few of Cezanne like iris are opening up.
Would you just look at this green. Deosn’t it just make you happy to look at it? I pass by this field when I do my walk. Speaking of which, somehow I took one of my tennis shoes to Paris. It’s rather hard to walk with just one so I am using street shoes which sort of do a number on my toes and I look tres chic too.
I think this is an almond tree in bloom.
The entry to our village. There is a memorial cross or monument in every village in France for those lost in war, mainly WWI.
You know the weather is getting better when you see clothes drying on a line. This one is right off the main road into our village.