Today we joined my French grandfather for lunch in the medieval town of Foix. We ate just at the bottom of the castle. It was so hot and sunny I decided to have a salad...and 'un fondant au chocolat'. (and NO I don't regret one bit of it...despite it being hot....i mean LOOK at it)
I have this thing with photographing insects in lavender. I don't know... it inspires me (and it smells divine).
I love summer. With its fruits, its long warm evenings spent outside, its refreshing swims, and beautiful fresh food. Sometimes I moan because 'it's so hot, and I'm sweating from places I shouldn't sweat from', but really I do love it, and it's already (nearly) mid-august and I may or may not want to cry a little because the end is very close.