Bordeaux. It is alive. France shares a love for life, and gives this gift if you are open to it’s hand.
my view of Bordeaux this morning…
holding court with great company….
and my weakness on Rue Porte Dijeaux.
The shops are closed tomorrow for Sunday and even moreso for Easter,….but the romance in Bordeaux doesn’t close. A part of my heart remains here. Leaving in the morning for the next destination with reluctance. Je t’aime Bordeaux.
Saw the most incredible farmland today from la Madeleine to Fanlac to Bars….this is a very special part of the Dordogne Region.
Off to Bordeaux tomorrow at early dawn….bonne soir!
Fat is good….duck fat. Sauted potatoes in duck fat and herbs….mmmmm, the food is devine. The trip is fabulous! Cyber communication a challenge. Pardon! Presently in reeelax mode, in the French countryside. Visited Sarlat today for the outdoor market and on to Racamadour. Needless to say, awesome. It was 80 degrees F today, full sun, dined outside both for lunch and this evening in Montignac. I am having a French love affair with Bergerac, a yummy dry, white wine from this very region. Bonne Nuit!
It’s time to fly…
Leaving for France tomorrow…some time in the Dordogne Region, on to Bordeaux and then up to La Rochelle for the ISEND natural dye conference.
I will be sharing the trip here and on Facebook so do check in.
I feel so blessed if only the pups wouldn’t look so weepy now that my suitcase is packed.
Just published! An article I wrote for the fabulous online fiber resoure, Ennea Collective about our CVM/Romeldale sheep Enjoy!
Shearing is done. The weather cooperated with a bright sunny day and no adverse weather for days ahead. What not to wish for is wet and cold. If the sheep are subjected to wet conditions before shearing it affects the shearer’s progress and also management of the fleece after it is “on the table”. In addition, I am not fond of plummeting temperatures after shearing when the flock is compromised with no fleece. The shiver and shake as they go…
Shearing began…we had three helpers in the shearing section and three helpers in the skirting section. Here is our shearer, Andy Rice, throwing a fleece on the skirting table. 
Griffin is a yearling and he was not happy about this…watch the bad boy here.
Hours later, shearing done, we let them out of the barn and whoosh! With no lead and one controlling sheltie (Kalie) the flock was back to their regular digs and full hay racks….ahhhh
We all took a break for some venison chili, warm garlic bread, wine and camaraderie after the shear
Midway through shearing shows the signs of our breed’s wool. It’s greasy by nature and that manifests itself on the shearer’s blades….
Always an event and magnificent each year!
