Praise Be!

We probably should be lighting candles for St. Catherine, patron saint of sailors and waterways and all who use them. It has been pouring with rain and we are glad for a little break in the sky to make our way to Moissac.

Sara is transforming into a black madonna, or maybe a purple one. Siobhan has produced stigmata, curtesy of the corner of the kitchen window.

Yesterday we were reduced to having porridge for breakfast and tinned cassoulet ( ‘brick in the stomach’ ) for dinner. We did manage find two little strawberry delights to share.

Dave and Siobhan biked to an organic orchard and came back laden with apricots and greengages.

We are passing great fields of sunflowers, nuclear power stations and some spectacular houses. I saw a red squirrel yesterday on my walk to Valence in search of bread.