Sun Day! We celebrated by first going to Intermarché for fuel and things various. This disturbing pirate porn display seems to be marketing beer and chorizo.
Then the Rasteau walk. Lovely banks of wild flowers all the way. And pine cones that puffed out clouds of yellow pollen if you tap them.
The buds are bursting now and the vines are tinged with pale green.
But it has certainly been very wet - more paddyfield than vineyard.
I left the chaps to sit on a bench and walked back to the square and sat in the sun listening to the birds sing and twitter.
The local kite lolloped over and decided we weren’t ready to eat yet so floated away to Roaix. But a wagtail posed prettily for his portrait.
A late snack on the terrace in warm sun - finally!
