It's only 78 degrees outside but inside it's about 2 degrees hotter. Today is Hanging Paintings Day in Maison Blache. We have a few that need a spot on a wall to exhibit themselves and those spots (at least today) are in the parlor. About these paintings; they are French I believe, of various age and artist. Some quite lovely, some not-so-much but they do fit the place and purpose. The problem is that the act of hanging requires a certain fitting be nailed in place, nailed here in Maison Blanche means nailing into rock hard plaster and limestone blocks. So...a drill is obtained, a bit is installed and we begin The Hanging. As I use a slim nail about 1 inch long to test the wall structure I discover that the paintings themselves are not so heavy that the lonely single nail will not hold it. So ONWARD!
Later...Tomorrow has come, it's Saturday and the weather (this morning) is bright, sunny and cool with a bit of a breeze. Off to La Chatre to the brocante via the newish Garmin GPS and a French map card (40 bucks used from Amazon.fr). Park finally a short distance from Rue Nationale and begin the trek to see what's up. LOTS of people milling about, stuff out into the street in front of homes and shops. Walk, walk, stumble, walk some more. Nice setting, nice day, nice people. All good. An hour later we've seen what was offered and bought not one damned thing. Ce normale'. Off then to the car and a short drive to the Super U grocery store for a few things. We always over buy. See Liz among the aisles and we stop and chat. I mention the Trumpster. "Why hasn't someone bumped him off?" she asks. Kelly and I shrug. We have no idea, surely someone has thought of it?! We can only hope.
Home through the hinterlands east of La Chatre. Beautiful fields of corn, wheat, colza and poppies everywhere, so very pretty.
Later...Tomorrow has come, it's Saturday and the weather (this morning) is bright, sunny and cool with a bit of a breeze. Off to La Chatre to the brocante via the newish Garmin GPS and a French map card (40 bucks used from Amazon.fr). Park finally a short distance from Rue Nationale and begin the trek to see what's up. LOTS of people milling about, stuff out into the street in front of homes and shops. Walk, walk, stumble, walk some more. Nice setting, nice day, nice people. All good. An hour later we've seen what was offered and bought not one damned thing. Ce normale'. Off then to the car and a short drive to the Super U grocery store for a few things. We always over buy. See Liz among the aisles and we stop and chat. I mention the Trumpster. "Why hasn't someone bumped him off?" she asks. Kelly and I shrug. We have no idea, surely someone has thought of it?! We can only hope.
Home through the hinterlands east of La Chatre. Beautiful fields of corn, wheat, colza and poppies everywhere, so very pretty.
