The morning temperature hasn't dropped to zero yet, so the
Cournouze still looks basically greenish, even under a leaden sky full of low clouds and mist.
The slopes just in front of my house are still quite green, with a few trees turning rusty.
It's what I think of as
no-man's-land weather. Outside, it's too chilly to go walking with the dog, while inside, it's hardly cool enough to light up a log fire. Maybe I would be tempted to do so by the promise of a nice long TV evening. Well, it just so happens that the subject of this evening's weekly
Thalassa program is Marseille and the surrounding region. To my mind, that sounds like a good pretext for a fire in my living room.
The slopes just in front of my house are still quite green, with a few trees turning rusty.
It's what I think of as no-man's-land weather. Outside, it's too chilly to go walking with the dog, while inside, it's hardly cool enough to light up a log fire. Maybe I would be tempted to do so by the promise of a nice long TV evening. Well, it just so happens that the subject of this evening's weekly Thalassa program is Marseille and the surrounding region. To my mind, that sounds like a good pretext for a fire in my living room.
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