I stepped into a work of art today: L’Isle-sur-la-Sorgue’s storied floating market. Held the first Sunday of August, I had circled this day in red on my calendar months ago. I found a spot right along the bank of the Sorgue river and there they were, the market vendors floating on their wooden “barques” selling their goods. Olives, wine, tapenade, tarines, chèvre (with a goat aboard), eggs (with chickens aboard), fruits and vegetables - and such lovely children and faces. We were all in love with a few of the women - ruby red lips, braided hair, straw hats framing French elegance. Spectacular really.
