FRENCH WORD-A-DAY

Hi Kristin,
And sorry for this : you wrote "Pour faire ce qu'on appèle..., etc, etc..." = "appelle" is better !
And at the end of your text, you wrote "bonjour messieur-dames, etc..." = "messieurs" is better.
And we do love, here in Provence, the famous Rosé-piscine, you can imagine !!
What do you think of these 35° or more ?!
But I guess it's not a big problem for you, since you are from Phoenix. I remember those temps when we spent some days in your town after our landings (2 times)) !!

Very nice and typical photos shot in a really pretty village (rather famous too..).
Bravo !

Some nice pictures, Kristi, of Ramatuelle. I can imagine it was a lovely outing, even in this heat. Not far from Ramatuelle are some nude beaches which are probably pretty drôle this time of year and best taken with un grand rosé piscine. Just sayin'!

Thanks for lovely pics...could the sky be any bluer...and the branch w/ it's lovely flowers posing for our enjoyment!

20 years??? You don't look old enough, either of you! Congratulations, and thank you for the wonderful posts.

Thanks for the lovely visit to Ramatuelle! Your photos capture the flavour perfectly. I enjoyed my first rosé piscine today after reading your blog before my husband and I hopped on the bus to Villefranche-Sur-Mer for lunch. Merci for that great suggestion! Loved it! Now it's time to get to work and catch up on social media. Playtime is over for today!

Chere Kristin:
You have such a talent for finding beauty in ordinary(and some extraordinary) things.
Your photos remind mebofbtwo sabbatical years I spent in southern France. It is indeed a very special place. Amities, Janine

I love today's photos! They remind me of a trip my husband and I took last year. We spent two glorious weeks in France and I took thousands of photos! There's so much charm and beauty all around, it's hard not too! Kristen, I just purchased your latest book and I can't wait to start reading it. I have been reading your blog for a couple of years now, I look forward to it. When yor blog comes thru, it feels like a ray of sunshire. Keep up the good work!

Of all your postings, the photo of the bougainvillea really touched my heart. You make me cry with all your talent and insight.
You are beautiful. More beautiful than you imagine. You lift others up. You give hope and comfort.
Meeting you is on my bucket list.

Lovely photos, Kristin. They are truly poster-worthy. Glad to see you and Jean-Marc are having some fun time. We enjoyed the update on his blog about the baby vines at Mas des Brun~
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Hi Kristin,
Love the photos today, especially the cool, quiet ruelle!

Lovely, lovely captures today, and so deftly captioned, as well -- as with all your village photos, my heart swells and aches for the special charisma of lived-in places with a history of human habitation much much MUCH older than here in Canada. Even my so-called 'older' home aka a 'character home' is a newborn compared to the beautifully weathered facades of the village dwellings that FELT so like home during my few times in Europe, including France. Must've lived there a few earlier lifetimes to be so homesick for such places. Thank goodness you bring them to us, framed by your remarkable 'eye' and way with words! Glad as can be that you and Jules are exploring as vibrantly as ever, despite the heat! Love to you both, and to the rest of the gang as well.

beautiful pictures

But they say Messieurs-dames in France all of the time!

Kathleen from Connecticut I think the point was that both words end in s
as you spelled it, messieurs-dames.
The s is left off messieurs up in the post for today.
There is nothing wrong with the phrase itself.

Hot weather in Provence. Still comfortable here, knock wood.

It will be nice to hear some of the adventures with your mother. Those are usually excellent stories.

Sharing on FB! I've been reading for... 8 (?!) years now, but my first comment was just last week. Your pictures and words brought such a smile to my face today, though, I just had to tell you-- as a fellow American transplant to France, that certain blue in your photo of the vieux volets en bois, really struck a chord... "My" France is tinged in the same shade. I'm a calligrapher and I named my atelier French Blue, for the same reasons you describe. I even try to wax poetic about it on my website, though to lesser effect that you do, here. <3

Thanks for writing, and sharing your pictures with all of us.

i take pictures of doors wherever i go as well! nice to see a fellow door lover!

That brought back many memories. When we first married my wife and I spent 7 of our first 8 years of marriage holidaying in the region, normally camping at la Toisin D'Or, normally in September (out of season) so we could explore the area without the crowds. We discovered the delights of Ramatuelle, Port Grimaud, Cavaliere sur Mere and of course St Tropez itself. many evenings we would sit in a port-side bar, sipping anis and listening to the Mistral in the mountains during the 3rd week of September, always arrived like clockwork!!
Wonder whether I will ever get to see how much it has changed in the last 40 years?

Kristin, I am writing because not to long ago you shared a poem or saying about giving away a smile. I thought I saved it but cannot find. If you could send it to me I would be so grateful. It was beautiful and I would like to share it. I have consciously been smiling more especially to those I feel need it the most.