Colorful stores, doors, and signs

We had another thunderstorm yesterday afternoon. I had gone out with the dog at 5 p.m. There was a cold northwest wind blowing through the vineyard, and a big dark cloud was headed our way. I heard thunder in the distance. We cut the walk short and headed back toward the house. Just as we got here, the bottom fell out. It was a close call.

Meanwhile, here are a few more "stray" photos from Domfront in Normandy. I like the colors, which are typically French — bold splashes of bright colors that contrast with the gray of the stone buildings and, often, the skies.

Steep hill. I wonder what's behind the red door.

There was a time when boucheries, charcuteries, and triperies were separate shops.

Now they're often combined into one shop, especially in small towns.

It looks like somebody might be living in this storefront.

I'm not at all sure what's behind these doors. A medical clinic? A convalescent home? A physical therapist's office?

Watch out for cars spraying gravel, and for slippery mud (de la boue).

Crêperie and pizzeria are easy to figure out. Do you know what andouille is?
It's a specialty of the town of Vire, about 20 miles north of Domfront.

By the way, our boiler turns itself off three or four times a day now, displaying a perte de flamme error message. It's the wind — some kind of blow-back, I guess — that extinguishes it. So far, it always restarts, but I found it with the error message flashing on its display screen this morning when I got up and the house is pretty cold. The temperature outside right now is 7.4ºC — 45ºF. — and in here it's 63ºF. An hour later: I just had to go reset it again...