Having had a (very) leisurely Sunday
morning at 11 I finally decided that perhaps I should go and check out the
painters on the square by the music building: skyped my housemate to let her
know (well actually skyped her husband and she didn’t seem to be on) and took
off. Arrived at the square – big deception – no painters, but it did turn up
housemate and husband together with another friend (who is flying off tomorrow,
so glad I got to see her today).
They were off on a walk, including an
area that I had not yet seen so tagged along.
Of this particular walk I only took a
few pictures. Note the lushness of the riverbed (end August and I have never
seen it this green!) and the blueness of the sky: a slight wind making the
whole thing a great day to be out for a walk.
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bull rushes, cat 'o nine tails, whatever ... |
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river bed on the last day of August - should be brown |
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the flowers, the sky - the colors are very bright |
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corner mirror in the village of Argelès-sur-Mer |
I left them still meandering as I needed
to get to the store for some sparkling water for our guests tonight, then after
circling and circling wanting to drop the water off at their place, gave up and
lugged it up the stairs, presuming (rightly as it turns out) that they had run
into more friends and stopped along the way: even I rarely make it out the door
without running into someone that I know.
After a light lunch I decided that I
really should go down to the beach at least once (everyone knows that my
favorite place is the mountains, but if one is near the beach, one should at
least see it!) so off on walk two. This time it was the architecture and in
particular, the cornices of the houses in the village that caught my attention.
What a variety, what beauty.
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wonder why the point? why the kind of arrow? |
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New Orleans wrought iron |
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left window - glass; right old-fashioned wood and brick |
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intricate patterns for the grills |
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fairly typical balcomney and cornices |
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the
elaborateness
of times past |
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two separate cornices: top - wood; bottom ceramic |
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you kind of wonder what the builder was taking when he did this one! |
Once at the beach checked on my favorite
stores then caught the tourist train back to the center of the village.
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