It's been absolutly beautiful here for more than a week and you know what that means, great weather to go out and find treasures! I wake up on Sunday
morning at 6:30 (yes, she is dang, huh?) and I shower, have a quick OJ and coffee and off I go. The blood starts corsing through my veins as I get closer to my destination village and park my car next to that long line of cars of
people that are there already. This Sunday I was in for a real treat, because in the middle of the morning all of the sudden this man comes on a pa system
and annouces in French of course, look up there is a flock of storks. What a
beautiful sight, there circling around the church steaple was a flock of about
100 storks, yeah, storkes the mythical bird that brings the babies. In any case,
seeing as though I am an older girl now and my babies are mostly grown, I did'nt put in an order for any. But I did take home some finds though, this
weeks booty was two rattan covered bottles, I like the texture and graphics
in the weaving, don't you?
