|Admittedly, the publicity is bizarre, but isn't she beautiful?|
. . . under torrential rains I might add.
The rainbow at the end of the story: It's too mucky in the potager to pull out the pesky weeds -- I'm sick with disappointment as you can imagine -- but when I finally do get to them they will be easy to extract. They'll also be much taller than they were two weeks ago which means easier to grasp from a standing position.
Guests arriving this week from the States so avoiding serious organization is not an option. What is not accomplished for some rationalization or another on my part I'll explain by saying, "I'm in the midst of paring down -- we're into minimalism chez nous. Our new credo is 'less is more'. That explains the myriad piles of stuff. We're negotiating a redistribution program. We want to be free of cumbersome, useless material goods."
I think that works.
Until tomorrow I shall leave you with the stunning woman in the bizarre Evian T-shirt ads. The slogan is "Live Young." Pourquoi pas?
I don't drink it, but I do spritz it.