Have you seen my picture by Gustave Riquet - "The Bullfight at Arles"?
Our dining chairs and writing desk came from L'Isle sur la Sorgue over twenty years ago - from a company called Vincent Mit L'ane, I think. Provence was so magical to us both after that drive down from Amsterdam and we still, especially in summer when thoughts turn to rose wine, talk about sitting on a restaurant deck right over the river having lunch and a full bottle of rose between us.
Patience Patiencedans l'azurChaque atôme de silenceest la promesse d'un fruit mûrRené Char (L'isle sur la sorgue)
Yes indeed. Some things don‘t change much, Columnist. I dedicate this post to you!Blue: It is so wonderful to have furnishings from a really magical spot to conjure up memories. This is the second summer we have vacationed at l‘Isle s/ la Sorgue. The town itself is a superb place for collectors and sun worshipers, which in my case also means heat worshipers. It so happens that we also took the Thalys to Amsterdam this summer. TG: Honteux - je suis allée à l’Isle sur la Sorgue sans lire la poésie de René Char! Ca donne envie portant. Merci, TG.
Just saw "My Mother's Castle" this weekend. A lovely tale of Provence from a child's eyes.
HbD: You might like the other books by Marcel Pagnol and the films "la Gloire de mon père" et "Manon des sources." Pagnol was a novelist, playwright and film maker.