We went for a walk above Rasteau, not the vine walk, just the tracks. So quiet…well apart from raucous jays squabbling in the trees. The sky in Rasteau is always impossibly blue - really vivid.
Feeling peckish after this we went to our bar for what I thought was a delicious spicy hake fillet but Adrian pronounced it bland! And by now the road was done and all trace of men and machine had disappeared.
Mr Boukersanna came this evening to remove our remaining shutter so we are exposed! Not really - the curtains are thick.