Some days there just isn't much of interest to say, and there isn't much time for writing. Today (Sunday here) is one of those days. I'm posting the evening before rather than the morning of here in America so that my posts will appear at their regular time (early in the morning in France).
After the torrential rains of Saturday afternoon and evening, we had gorgeous sunny, warm weather again on Sunday. My mother and I spent the afternoon cavorting with my sister and her three grand-daughters (3, 8 and 10 years old). We went outside on the grounds of the retirement complex and the girls ran circles around us for an hour or two. They have boundless energy, and we elders were all exhausted by the time it was over.
Tomorrow we are busy. My mother has a late-morning doctor's appointment, and then she will spend a few hours in the afternoon working at the food mission where she volunteers. It's a kind of local Restaurant du Coeur (if you live in France you'll know what that means). My sister and I plan to spend those afternoon hours together, going out to take photos somewhere as yet undetermined.
Speaking of photos, these are some of the last you will see out of the new camera I ordered for this trip. I'm sending it back. The quality of the images it produces is just not satisfactory. Too many of the shots are not sharp, and the colors are not true. I'm very disappointed in it.
This evening I've been reading reviews of another camera that is similar but promises a better experience. Maybe later I'll write about this whole process of finding the right camera for what I do.