Showing posts with label Uzes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Uzes. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

To Market, To Market ....

Market day in the South of France ......



The feast for the eye is overwhelming.  The aromas entice you, up one row and down another.



You become a gatherer. You gather this .....



and this .....



and this .....



Until your arms beg you to cease while your senses scream for more.



I'm off to market tomorrow. A different one from this, tho no less enticing. One of this country's largest and most exciting "brocantes". Heading west to the Hill Country of Texas. A very good brocante friend is coming along for the ride and roped in her side kick for the journey.



Hope you'll hang around for the stories and the adventures. There have been more than a few this past week and like everything we seem to love, they only get better with age. A brief stop in Atlanta tomorrow to pick up the Cowboy and then we're off. Hang on.... the first stop is the Big Easy. Here we come New Orleans! 

Head 'em up and move 'em out!

Salut!
Lynn

Monday, July 19, 2010

Through the Side Door



Wandering the streets


of the villages and hilltowns of Provence


side doors entice and pose the question ....


what lies beyond ......


which would you prefer ....


a glimpse through the door ....


do you want to know who lives behind this door ....


what must the interior be like with a door such as this....


what stories could they tell ....


or would you prefer to let your imagination soar?

Salut!
Lynn

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Down a Country Lane



You know how you're driving down a winding country road and coming around the bend, out of nowhere you see this .....


And as you're frantically craning your head over your shoulder to look while trying to find a place to turn around at the same time, dodge the passing fool and avoid running off the road, you spot this behind the hedge ...



And damn the torpedos... full speed ahead. Three point turn, narrow and I did mention BEND, with crazy, passing drivers..no problem. Not when this awaits. Well actually, the first stop was the Brocante with the great sign, but they gave me the scoop on the truly, breathtaking castle located on the grounds of the Brocante, or should I say, vice versa.





It turns out that this is part of a private castle that is still in the family and privately occupied. Dating back to the Medival Ages, the castle was improved upon in the early 16th century and also at the end of the 16th century when numerous outbuildings were added.  However, this isn't just any castle... it has quite a story. It seems that it was a favorite of artists of the time including Picasso and many others.  They were frequent guests of the owners and would often come to stay and paint.  A few "mementos" of their work were given to the owner as a thank you for their hospitality. While the castle is private, a "look" down the lane reveals exquisite gardens outside these breathtaking buildings and I can only imagine the tales they could tell as I stand there hearing the strains of "la vie en Rose".


Around a country bend, a hidden castle, a brocante, life is good. And did I buy.... mais oui!

Salut!
Lynn