December light

Sheep baa-ing

On a December day, just before Christmas, we heard a tinkling of baa-s. A chorus. The girls and I ran to follow the carol and found a whole field behind our house transformed...by a flock of sheep. They were so beautiful, wearing their thick wool coats, not yet shorn. Tiny lambs clumsily loped around, close behind their mothers' tails. Colette was just terrified. Marguerite bright and fascinated, watched them. Romy basically joined the flock. They would scatter as she tried to get right in the middle, a bit jumpy by her overly friendly ways.

La Côte Bleue

Here they are, soaking up the November sun on the Côte Bleue at our favorite sandy beach: la Plage de Sainte-Croix. Surfers out in the water and glowing warm sand.