I kept up my journal, even when I couldn't connect to the net, but I'm not going to play catch up with photos. Today, I did two sketches, though, one in ink from an idea I had and a view of my village in charcoal.
I would have liked to ink in the water even more, but S woke up from her nap and the ink and calligraphy nib had to be put away.
I took S for a walk in the stroller to the lock down the canal. I've been meaning to sketch the village from this vantage for quite a while and am glad to have finally gotten around to it. My perspective is way off, so I'll have to go back and try again. Have to hurry, though; exactly two weeks until our move. :D
Here I am, posting about Sancerre, but the song below came up while doing so, reminding me of life in Mayotte, and before I was finished typing and before the song ended, Julien called to tell me that he just got through speaking to a Mahorais in Le Havre.
(the song is not Mahorais, but it was popular in Mayotte while we lived there)
Lala ha unono. (sleep well--my favorite phrase to say to my neighbors back in the day.)