One of the joys of spring in Provence is the arrival of the bright red poppies that grow wild everywhere. I have a few in my yard and was especially taken with the way the light came through the petals.
(Our online problem was finally solved. I’m sure the guy who could fix it was on vacation. May is filled with all sorts of holidays in France. We are on our way to Paris for a few weeks to get the apartment moving underway. I’m hoping my pots of flowers in my yard in Provence will survive. I’ve put those watering devices attached to plastic bottles in each pot-the water is slowly released by osmosis. Maurice is turning off all of the water while we gone so I can’t use an automatic watering system. That’s the problem with having a house-worrying about things left behind. We’ve had a strange leak as well and wonder what will await us when we open our front door once more.)