I'm currently recovering from a minor outpatient surgery.  My blog posts in the next few days will be erratic since I'm unable to use my left arm and am dealing with post surgical pain.   I'll try to read your blogs from time to time whenever I am physically able to and will most probably keep me company along with books and movies to watch in bed as I recuperate.

I wish you all a happy weekend!

XOXO,

Arni

We parked across the street and walked to the village of Saint-Jacques des Blats.  The sun was bright.  I watched my husband and his parents headed for the hills as I remained glued staring up at the church tower  standing prominently above the sleepy atmosphere.   Everything seemed closed at 11AM on a Friday.   The sound of a tractor crossing this square surprised me.  I stepped out of its way to let it pass as the driver greeted me, "Bonjour" with a nod.  I answered back, smiling.  I'm always touched by the genuine politeness in the countryside.   

One rainy day, we drove to a medieval town named  Murat.  The clouds descended on the volcanic cones surrounding the city.  Resting at the heart of the Auvergne mountains, France,  this magnificent gem drew us in for an architectural walk under a drizzle reminiscing the life during the middle ages.