Ladelle and I drove along the route de Crete... to sit on top of the cliffs and have a picnic.
The wind, oh the wind had another idea and it did not include picnic. Ladelle saw the Mistral in full force. It threaten to blow us off the cliff.
We had our picnic inside the car, and took in the view calmly.
We drove down the cliff into the center of Cassis. The village has restaurants that line the port.
Pastel colored facades at nightfall.
We stopped into one of the small restaurants and had a kir royal.
When the waiters started to stack the chairs we realized it was time to go.
We walked along the seaside and collected stones.
and watched a little girl play with her dog.
and then cast our goodbyes into the blue.