When summer arrives in Provence it is usually warm, inviting us to head to the seaside soaking up the sun and the waves.
We usually have our meals outside, in the courtyard. The days stay light until nearly to ten.
No bugs, no sizzling heat, beautiful blue skies... Summers in Provence are wonderful.
Flowers are plentiful, colorful.
The shutters are opened, the flowers pots full.
The summer crops start to ripen filling the markets and our plates. In our town there is a farmer who grows organically and sells locally.
The tomatoes are not ripe, but the salad, melons, strawberries, zucchini... The farmer promised the tomatoes would come unless...
The lavender in our garden is full tall and ready for harvest (to be placed in the big urn inside our home.) I thought about cutting some today...
Until this unwelcomed guest arrived:
Buckets of rain.
I want June back.