THE MEDITERRANEAN PARK

I am in Ollioules in the South of France for a ten day holiday with my friend Claudie and her family.



It's quiet unusual even for the South of France that the temperatures are still so high so that I could drink my coffee outside on the terrace.

In the afternoon we went to Six Fours a little town along the sea. There is a very beautiful park with lots of exotic plants and flowers. The park is a like a beautiful wildness. On the top is a fortress  "Cape Negre", a military structure reorganized under Louis Philippe in 1846 and is now converted into a museum and exhibition on maritime history and marine animals. From this small fort there is a panoramic view of the bay of Sanary and Embiez.



Palm trees and cactus








One was used for love messages



The landscape is quiet wild and the picture on right on the top was taken from the edge of a rock, far down to the sea. One step further and I would have fallen down.






The old fortress


with me in front



After our walk we stopped at the beach and had a coffee, while watching people laying on the beach or even swimming in the water ! Amazing for nearly end October.

It had been a wonderful day.

MY WEEKEND OF OCTOBER 19

A quiet busy weekend ! The day before our yearly painting exhibition, Annie a classmate and I prepared the tables with flower baskets and arrangements. I had bought little figurines which would match the paintings and make the tables more cheerful.



Ready to be put on the tables, we posed with our decoration stuff.



We were quiet satisfied with the result. This took us the whole afternoon.

The next day we had our vernissage.



When you entered the room, this was the view.



People started to arrive. Mr. G. had a drink, Ilona showed her mother some paintings. We sat all together to chat until somebody asked one of us for explanations.



I took pictures of the artist with their paintings. Here is the vintage group aged from 70 to 79 nearly 80.

I didn't stay until the end, I left at 3 pm, because I had to prepare my suitcase for my trip to France. I also was quiet tired from all the explanations I had given and watching over the crowd walking around, that nobody touched the paintings or ran the easels over.

Finally my suitcase was ready and had the right weight, it's funny for me to pack summer clothes while here we have the heating on.

On Sunday morning at 6.30 am Mr. G drove me to the airport and I left a rainy Waterloo to arrive 1 1/2 h later in Marseille where Claudie and her husband picked me up.



After lunch we went to the seafront and now I am sitting under Palm trees. What a change ! It was a little windy but  nice walk along the sea and have a beer in a café at the beach.