Summertime

... and the living is easy. To the market where I couldn't resist the mountains of fruit. Peaches, apricots, cherries, a melon, and some huge beef tomatoes made their way into my basket. The tomatoes were perfect for a lunch of pan con tomate (aka tomatoes on toast with garlic and olive oil). Later S did some gardening, and I sat on the bench by the fountain reading and chatting to anyone who came by. A quick apero chez S and R, and then a dinner of delicious navarin d'agneau cooked by S.