Still waters

I'm not sure how deep they are, but with the wind dropping it is a lovely warm sunny Sunday morning here. 

We take the car to the village as Madame's knee is playing up - and wander gently around to pick up our Sunday (English) paper, our daily bread and a few other odds and ends, before sitting in the sun with a coffee at La Plancha in the market square. 

A good mornings work.