Yes, great excitement here in the Hexagone as you can sit outside bars and restaurants, buy silly things like crochet hooks and summer shoes and stay out of your house until 9pm! It's like turning 14 when I was a child! Well, not quite, but you know what I mean. No one has actually told the weather gods about this, so there is still a cold, gusty wind, frequent heavy and sometimes thundery showers and no incentive to actually wear sandals, shorts or remove one's sweatshirt. From the Meteo France website, that change comes next Wednesday - I'm sure there is a good moon related reason for that.
Anyway, as proof of the release from dour confinement, here are photos of fripperies for sale at la Flèche market, and I have to say it was heaving this morning. While I was lucky to find a parking space close by (necessary as I was buying a lot of geraniums for the window boxes), I think that was only because the weather was so pants. That is also why I didn't bother with a coffee on a terrace either.
So while that is the end of my daily blogging activity until the next time, I did manage to get a nice photo of the black iris in the neighbour's garden yesterday evening at chicken confinement time. The buds and the lower petals really are a lovely velvety black, the upper parts are "just" a magnificent dark purple.
So now I will try to provide a weekly blog, monitoring how things change that I have written about during Lockdown III, and also reporting on the insanity that is the Attestation d'Acceuil for if you want to come and visit and stay with friends and family in France, but don't have an EU passport (and by that I mean a real EU passport, and not an old style UK one).
Thanks for reading!
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