Ah.... this looks so French to me.... |
Sunday was a day for painting and sketching in the town. Karla, Lani and I took a walk to the abandoned train station to do some work. There we encountered a cast of local characters!
I start sketching the train station |
Lani at the Train Station |
Karla seemed to be the one to attract the attention today. Since Sunday was hunting day, we could hear shots ringing out across the fields, and several hunters came by. If you look closely at the photo below, you can see the hunter proudly displaying his catch for us... a pheasant! We especially got a kick out of the next car that came by. Two local French gentleman stopped to give Karla some advice on what she should include in her painting.
The Hunter shows us his pheasant catch! |
The locals give Karla some painting advice |
In the afternoon I took a walk to the cemetary, and took some photos and did some sketching.
Cemetary |
Another treat in the afternoon was a painting demo in oil by Joan Brancale.
Joan Brancale's Demo |
In the early evening, Fiona's father's uncle and aunt, who live across the street, joined us for apertif's. What a joy! He is a very youthful 84 years old, and told us in French (with Cate translating) of his experience here in this small town during World War II. We were fascinated by his story. This enchanting couple then took us across the street to their home and treated us to a peek at their garden, where Tant Robert grows the flavorful tomatoes we've been enjoying all week, along with green and red grapes, pumpkins, cauliflower, and a host of other fruits and vegetables. Christiane proudly tends an impeccable flower garden. I'll post some photos of the garden on Facebook.
Tant (Uncle) Robert and Christiane telling their story of this town that they've call home all their life. |
After our visit, we returned home just at sunset, to enjoy another delicious dinner of curried chicken and squash, with home made pistachio ice cream for dessert. Another lovely day!
Our House at Night |
Curried Chicken and Squash |
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