That's how I'm feeling this morning. I drove Walt up to Blois yesterday so he could catch the noon train to Paris, where he spent the afternoon and evening. He'll be flying out to Montréal today, and then driving from there down to Albany on Thursday. Here I am with the dog and cat and garden and houseplants.
A wild purple « pentecôte » orchid growing out on the edge of the vineyard — I took the photo yesterday morning.
And I have a lot of housework — spring cleaning — to do. Having to take two walks a day with the dog is also kind of overwhelming, but it'll do me good. The garden work, at this point, means mainly watering the plants in the greenhouse tent regularly, and maybe planting some kale in the garden. The housework means getting out the vacuum cleaner and then washing some big windows.
Anyway, here I am. I bought myself a smoked chicken at the supermarket on the way back from Blois yesterday, and I have plenty of vegetables in the pantry and freezer. I won't be doing much cooking this week. Next week, we'll see. The image just above shows what I call the dog's-eye view of the vineyard. Out I go.