friend overnight. It's so good to see really good friends... even after a year, we took up where we left off and never looked back.
So, I'm writing you from our living room at Stella. Feet propped on the coffee table, having a glass of spring water from the fountain on our street, a fan pointed directly at me, I'm in a very good place to tell you how things are.
After lunch, I climbed over the the railing and with my feet in the stream that flows in front of our balcony, I did a little cleaning out of dead branches and weeds. Pruned the bay tree too. It's a little cleaner but not clean enough. I have to sweep the leaves that fell last winter and jump onto my neighbor's property and cut those horrible brambles that grow below the stone wall. They are the worse I tell you! Where I come from, there aren't many brambles around. The very first time I stayed here in 1999, I thought they were blackberries!!
Anyhow, after one 14 hour sleep and another 12 hour sleep, I am feeling myself again. After spending a few hours putting the apartment to rights, I am just about ready to step out and become a part of the goings-on outside our apartment. Although I must tell you that the gardens look very sorry indeed. We will have to spend a couple of days setting it to rights.
More from la Provence verte later.