The mistral is blowing fiercely and today it was the day to lay the hemp floor so Julian and I, swayed by the wind or going with the flow (not quite sure) cancelled our day on the coast to celebrate our anniversary. Instead we did some delicious 'tassing' of the sweet smelling floor, moon-walking over the mixture of hemp and pumice and lime to pack it down;
finished packing the prints; saved the cats from two lost puppies by phoning the happy owner; ate another cherry clafoutis made by Alexia; watched Yves put the finishing touches to a hemp model house for her class in Steiner School;
the lithe Thierry take his douche al fresco;
and now we are having pasta and sharing a 1989 bottle of Chateau La Nerthe Cuvée des Cadettes, which is a gourmet meal in itself. Then we will watch a Fred Astaire film.
So far - we're still dancing, they're still dancing, Fred and Ginger will be dancing...
A very nice wedding anniversary.