No – don’t worry, I’m not going to start all that up again! I need a break.
The great news today is that we are free once again to indulge that great French passion for eating together with friends and family. But, as Le Figaro put it yesterday morning, Oui … mais …
Providing there are no more than 10 of us, and providing we sit 2 metres apart (just joking – but people around here do have the most massive dinner tables!)
Everyone’s rejoicing – and, if it weren’t for the rain, the crickets in the meadows around us would be rejoicing too. This one has found a friend in the garden.
In fact they seemed to be laying siege to oriental poppy ‘Karine’ on Saturday morning.
See you soon, I hope. I’ll leave you with rather a lovely, and hopeful, little poem by John Masefield.
(Oh, and the BV has pulled the rabbit out of the hat again – when he coolly disconnected our Orange Livebox last night, then reconnected it, my internet was immediately up and running at the speed of light!)
An Epilogue
I have seen flowers come in stony places
And kind things done by men with ugly faces,
And the gold cup won by the worst horse at the races,
So I trust, too.
Garden Dreaming at Châtillon 
Enjoy the new freedom, albeit somewhat limited! (Can you have limited freedom?) ! Anyway, a step in the right direction. 😃 And your poppy is gorgeous.
Thank you Cathy! It is is still throwing up buds, and I continue to enjoy it.
Good to hear! Between that and the resuscitation of your wifi it sounds like the start of a good week. Also it looks like a little rain has come down on the poppies. Not bad!
Haha, here everything was frozen Friday, it snowed Saturday, and we are confined until June 8th. It could be worse eh?
Oh dear! We had pictures through from my brother-in-law in Sweden showing his vegetable plot, morning and afternoon – frozen and then spring!. So he is having the same weather as you. We are back in a dry spell, but since that’s only 5 days, it will be a while before I start fretting again! Unbelievable that you have snow when all my roses are flowering (early). Since I always want to hang on to the build-up to the garden’s climax, I think I’d rather be in your shoes!
How lovely, that you can see family and friends again. Here you can meet one friend at a distance in the park, but not in your garden, which is barmy. Specially as you can go on the underground to work as long as you Stay Alert.
And you have rain and poppies in bloom. Wonderful.
Well – with instructions like that you definitely have to stay VERY ALERT! We are all still wearing masks, but things do feel a little ‘restored’. Yes – the rain and the poppies (and the roses and irises) are things that make me feel happy every day (until we hit the inevitable dry patch again)>
Liberte at last! Enjoy. 🙂
We will!
I can’t wait to eat out again, I am sooooo over cooking every blooming meal! But it won’t be until at least July by all accounts.
Here, I really don’t have the option of eating out much, so for 10 years takeaways have been a particular treat (happening only every 4 or 5 months – my husband sometimes drives a takeaway from Chichester to me in Lorraine!) But I totally understand what you are saying. Sometimes he cooks pizza – wonderful! I can’t imagine that our restaurant in the village (which does takeaway Flammenkuchen/pizza) will open at all this year.
Lovely post and poem. When the rain stops I am off on my electric bike without a permission letter horrah!!!
Have lots of fun!
Thank you for the indeed hopeful poem. This pandemic certainly is also about trust, do we trust the decision makers, the people around us, and also ourselves to do what feels right and not what feels comfortable. We might need to be careful with rejoicing at the end of confinement, but we certainly can rejoice at the lovely poppy in your post and in rain at last!
You are so right – this thing isn’t going away in a hurry. We are rejoicing – but still wearing masks here. In France/Europe I have a level of confidence in our decision makers. And I trust …!
What great images! Love both poppies and katydids!
Thanks so much – and you made me remember some of my favourite childhood books – ‘What Katy Did …’ Must read them again.