Even though Autumn officially arrived some time ago, I didn’t see too many traces of it in Provence. Some trees had started to turn yellow and there were tinges of gold and rust in the vineyards but the countryside in Provence is full of evergreen trees and Oak trees which aren’t known for their foliage. I was often reduced to a slow speed in my car when I came upon a tractor pulling a wagon full of grapes heading towards the Co Op so the vendage was underway.
And finally, speaking of red, a cropped photo (I’m trying to hide my hair before my haircut done several days later. Mary’s hair looked really great) taken in Lourmarin where I got to meet the delightful Mary whom I had only known from her blog: link She is as nice in person as you would think from visiting her blog. Now if I could only get her to decorate my home.