I meant to write this on May 1, May Day. It being a holiday I should have had the day off like all French workers but the boss tied me to the computer! I did get out for a walk to the next village of Cardonette where a flea market was in progress, hoping to pick up some very special local souvenirs but it was more like a communal garage sale. Nothing exciting to buy except the little bouquet of lily of the valley.
The weather has picked up- finally. I was beginning to despair of it ever getting warm. Up until now it has either rained everyday or been drizzly and damp. Yesterday the temperature rose a good ten degrees and I tramped across the fields for the first time since I have been here. Lots of birds, lots of birdsong and I heard a cuckoo for the first time this year. Unfortunately I did not have any money in my pocket – it’s a superstition here that if you have money in your pocket on the day you first hear a cuckooo, you always have money. Maybe I’ll go out again tomorrow with a handle of euros at my fingertips. Here cuckoo, here cuckoo!
The presidential election on the weekend was BIG! We at Les Trois Plumes had an early dinner so we could gather in front of the TV to hear the result right after the countdown to 8pm. It felt a bit like New Years! There are many happy people ( and much champagne was drunk) among my acquaintances here that France has a socialist president for the first time in 30 years since Mitterand in ’81. In another month France goes to the polls for a general election which is predicted to be a close race between the right and the left.
The work goes slowly and painfully unlike last year when I was full of inspiration. But I am sticking to it! I have read in more than one place that finishing a book is the hardest part. I’d love to hear from others on this! Perhaps some sunshine, which is on its way, will energize my fingertips.
Continued thanks to family and friends who encourage me through Skype and emails.