August 7, 2011
Summer is a bouquet of wild violets catching the late afternoon sunrays
Summer is the scent and sweet taste of fresh raspberries just picked in the garden.
Summer is the Season when straw hats bloom under the heat.
Summer is another beautiful opportunity to play “cache-cache” (hide and seek) in the meadows with your friend.
Summer is a time for many celebrations.
In Summer roses of all shades and shapes love to blossom.
What is yours ?
July 27, 2010
After a few days of well needed rain and cooler temperatures, another heat wave is at the door. Time to go to the swimming pool or to the lake for a tour on a small paddle boat or pédalo in French.
This could well be the last time this Summer that we had a barbecue. Because of this long spell of hot days, fires are forbidden in the open; in the forests or in your own garden ! Too dangerous in such a dry Season. No private fireworks either in most places on August 1st, our National Day.
I wonder can you feel the heat in those last two photos ? The wheatfields are ready to be harvested, some have been already. Their golden shade seem to attract the sun and reflect all this Summer heat.
Here is something very interesting for all of you who visit. How about joining in on a photography assignement by Scott Thomas ?
Below is a link for more information. Everyone is invited !
July 22, 2010
Inside or outside the house, the Summer heat we are experiencing for almost a month is almost tangible. Trying to keep it outside is a job starting early in the morning. I or someone else in the family (but usually it’s me…) open shutters and windows widely. The cool air moves around three similar windows and refresh the whole ground floor. A real delight ! Then, as soon as the Eastern sun gets warmer, I half close the shutters and shut the doors. I left them open just to show you the palpable heat trying to sneak in
This second picture was taken in Andalusia, in the Spring of 2009. The sun was so hot already, even at the end of the day. I liked the way the curtain caught sight of the golden disc and of the heat you could feel through the rough textures of the linen.
And well… there are others who feel the heat in spite of their never ending energy ! Our animal friends. Little Ninio is no longer himself… even if he is still full of mischief and hungry as ever. So thirsty too ! All of sudden, he gets tired and stops all activity.The only place he enjoys resting on these days are the cool tiles of the ground floor. And even there, he looks like thinking :”When is the snow falling again ?”