It was very hot here this weekend.
Très très chaud.
The temperature rarely went below 30 degrees C, even at night.
Ugh.
I'm not a fan of such weather.
I know I should be enjoying these last few weeks of real summer,
but it's hard for me to not be cranky
when I'm feeling sweaty,
droopy
&
generally
just too hot.
I've been missing Brittany & its cool ocean
& dreaming of crisp autumn weather.
But you know what?
I really shouldn't complain.
You see, I live in a beautiful part of the world,
with lots of lovely places to swim nearby.
So this weekend was all about the water
{the lake on Saturday, the river on Sunday}
+
the shade
+
my new best friend, the Evian water spritzer!
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| home-made peach crisp |
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| my addiction |
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| I think whoever owns this rowboat needs to lend it to me |
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| perfect lake-side reading material {thanks, Erin!} |
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| check out my new sunglasses... or the peoples' legs behind me! |
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| thank goodness sandwiches don't require cooking |
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| Annecy's most famous restaurant/tour boat |
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| the last of the tomatoes from our balcony garden {it was even too hot for them!} |
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| down by the river |
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| nerdy clock showing the temperature in our kitchen... at bedtime |
It's supposed to continue to be hot most of this week.
I have one more week of vacation, so
until it decides to be less than 30 degrees,
my plans look something like this:
In the morning,
standard-transmission driving lessons at the auto-école {eek!!}
Lunch of cold stuff, eaten in front of the fan.
Afternoon at the lake, in the shade with my book.
Evening on our balcony.
Oh & doing laundry & a little packing before next weekend,
when we will attend a friends' wedding
far from Annecy.
I'd love to tell you they're getting hitched
in Iceland or Denmark or Scotland.
Unfortunately that would be a lie.
You know where they're getting married?
In Spain.
Oh woe is me.
