Saturday, August 27, 2011
Baugé avec les Joly.
We ran away from New York at just the right moment, I guess - Irene was on our tail. We hope that our house withstands the storm - my brother Marc is there to keep watch and to bail out the backyard if it floods - thank goodness. Meanwhile, we jumped on a plane before they all stopped flying around NYC and made it to Paris this morning and then to Baugé by this afternoon. There we found les Joly already convened, ready for a week of relaxation, meals in the garden, trips to the market, books, books, books, walks in this tiny French village, and lots of rest (on va faire la grasse matinée tous les jours !).
Delighted to find Jules (above) and Louise again. When we lived in Paris, I would see these guys a few times a week, so seeing them only once every few months simply does not suffice.
This is Xavier's resting facial expression (here he models Louise's new watch).
Mlle. in some of her best forms.
At this moment she was rushing to get to her rabbit's picnic and the idea of pausing to document the occasion was not her thing.