Showing posts with label Summer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Summer. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Chat, chat, work, work.

Time is what we want most, but... what we use worst. ~Willaim Penn

The days are wizzing by but mostly in a good way, a Friday evening with friends, an afternoon in a sunny garden, a morning learning a new word in French sitting by a fountain, a Sunday afternoon chatting with new folks in the village.

But while I enjoy company the grass grows thick with zillions of daisies and clover, come pick me, cry the peas and raspberries . Sit for a moment and the cobwebs are a foot across. Paperwork accumulates, weeds multiply, the dust on the car hides its true colour, is it blue or green?........So the rest of the time I am busy, busy, busy!

I pop into Blogland to see what you are all doing, there is not always time to make a comment but I read wise words, enjoy arts and crafts, and sometimes become concerned if a fellow bloggerpal is unhappy or sad!


Always time for friends


Time for a week out with the camera, and not clock watching..thats next week! I hope to be doing some of the following.

Visiting Old Relics


Tee..hee hee..........

Travelling around, well a wee bit


Doing a little shopping?


Looking around markets?


I hope you have some time to get out and chat with friends too!

A French word for chat is papoter

The French word for clover is trefle.

PS. If you want information about Brittany you may like this place where I have been posting pictures on a New Look Brittany Friends link here.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Lazing around

Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability. ~Sam Keen

Last week I took my library books back to the old library, it is closing its doors after 126 years and in September down the hill from the Bibliotheque a new Mediatheque will replace the old.

Children, students and workers are soon to be on holiday. That afternoon after I left the old library, I walked around to the Jardin Public. Teenagers shouted and laughed at jokes, some ran around calling out to one another.


I saw a small group looking up at a lad as he told them some story.
There was a magical feeling of happiness, that end of term fever.

StoryTeller




Everything starts a fresh in September, and the new library will be a building with walls of glass, named, La Clairiere.

If you have been dashing around, or studying like mad I hope that you can enjo
y some lazy days soon.

A French word for relaxed is reposant
A French word for young lad is gars