Now that I made you all envious, I'll share this with you: Il pleuvait tout la voyage en Provence. Not just a light dreary drizzle that just dulls your photos with a gray sky, but a clapping thunderous downpour. Brilliant bolts of lightening lit up the chateau while we slept in the evening and winds rattled the shutters. The weather was unheard of for that time of year in Provence.
But it made our days and evenings at the chateau all-the-more enchanting. And I'm not even a "glass-full" type of person. Seriously. I'm a proud cynic. But in a dramatic, spine-tingling thunderstorm, there was no place I'd rather be than in a 200-year old castle in the south of France.
Most days it rained fairly lightly making it easy to site-see. But there was a day in St. Remy when Mr. Wild Dingo and I ran back to the car drenched to wait out the storm and enjoy the artisan Mother Nature from front row seats. Being from California where it never rains and now from Switzerland where it only rains lightly for short periods leaving humidity to hang uncomfortably in the air, I was content to have the storms. Those deep, powerful tempests soothed my spirit and restored my soul.
It really does sound like a beautiful time! I like the way you processed the pictures, too!
Wow, those are some beautiful photos. 🙂
Oh please, I go hang around in a chateau almost every day. Chateau is the French word for 'hat', right? 🙂
I bet the sound of the rain was very soothing! Good sleeping in weather!
How poetic! This vacation is good for you. : )
A purple kind of photo shoot. I immediately thought of a Mazzy Star album cover She Hangs Brightly.
you take amazing photographs