Mist

A strange day after all the rain – sunshine, showers and mist. This was taken from outside our house this morning – the mist was lying over the whole valley. In the distance is Mont Ventoux with its white top. Now, at 6pm, it is warm and sunny. 
   
We went to the market at L’Isle-sur-la-Sorgue, as we often do on a Sunday morning. I do like browsing the Brocante and today the place was not anywhere near as crowded as it usually is. I suppose a mixture of the cooler weather and the time of year is the reason. However, the lady who sings was there – just as she is every week. I blipped her three years ago. She always has an attentive audience.