Just revving up the engines... & as I do, the boys rev up theirs. Theirs are Micro Machine engines, though, whereas mine are... those of a new blogger! (In the time it took to find the camera to illustrate the scene, Tomi had taken up another one of their obsessions - a book - and in the time it took to download the picture, he's back to cars.)
Many thanks to Amber C, Betsy D, Dave C. & Ellen K. (more or less in that order) for the nudges in this direction. Now the question is: How to get started?
Hm... The weather!
The weather?! Yes: after a lo-o-o-ong stretch of very hot heat & very little humidity, on Monday we suddenly plunged into perfect beginning-of-October mode: cool, clear, crisp air; blue-blue skies studded with achingly beautiful, ever-changing clouds; the sweaters and Doc Martens are out; coffee is enjoyed with renewed pleasure; thoughts of Talisker creep in among the many others... The only thing missing is the changing colours of the leaves. A strange and beautiful beginning to... August? Yep.
As we strolled through the farmer's market on Faubourg National yesterday, people seemed more lively, the basil and lettuce more leafy and the flowers, well... they were just as beautiful as ever, but! they didn't wilt on the short walk back to our place!
I was gathering the ingredients together to make a pesto this morning, and thinking of starting this blog, when my eye fell on our Market Find of the Week: wild plums! Or are they wild damsons? I'm not sure. In French, it's "mirabelles sauvages." They're like golden-orange cherries. Mm! Mm! Good!
Tomorrow we leave for Solothurn, a reportedly beautiful Baroque city in Switzerland where our friend Joël spent the first eight years of his life, and where he's currently spending a part of his vacation time yodelling, drinking fresh mountain goat's milk & pouring chocolate into molds for the tourists. Can't wait!
