Yesterday was our day to take les deux frere into the vet's office who works with the Refuge de Figeac. They are much bigger boys now than they were when they arrived-I now know that Ollie weighs 2.5 kilos (about double to make pounds) and Opie weighs 3 kilos.
When the vet weighed Opie and looked at his teeth she said, with his weight and the size of his teeth he is going to be a big cat. So, all this to say that I needed a ride in with the boys. Jane was wonderful. She got her hair cut. We got shots and chipped. And then, Jane very graciously agreed to take the boys home so we could have fun and not worry about them as we continued our Figeac day.
Good thing. Our lunch at La Cazelle couldn't happen. It was bittersweet for us, but Marc had a full house until 1:30! I was thrilled for Marc.
Jane and I headed over to Del Portel in the centre ville close to the Bureau de Tourisme. I'd been there before with family and friends.
I have some pix somewhere (et voilak, my brother Jim on the left and me on the right more than 10 years ago!)
They have a gorgeous arbored terrace across from the restaurant, but we chose to eat inside. We were almost the only ones and it felt like we got very special attention. We joked that we were the first to arrive and the last to leave.
I confess that most of the photos I have are of the food and wine. I had a fabulous torandoes of beef topped with foie gras in a vin de Cahors sauce, with potatoes and cepe mushrooms. It was a splurge, but with the stuff going on in the states, I deserved it. Jane had a chicken curry pizza. Jane likes creamy pizzas with lots of hot sauce and they were willing to oblige.
We'd ordered a half pichet, but as I ate my tornadoes in the Cahors wine sauce, I realized a Cahors wine would have been better.
And, shame on me-I decided to splurge there too.
When we asked the price of a half bottle for a little more we could get a whole bottle.
We even got a "wine glass upgrade!"
I teased our waiter that I can take it home if we don't drink it. And, even if we do I'll take it home and put a "bougie" in it with the notation: Lunch at Del Portel-the date-with Jane. He was so sweet-he adds...AND Nicolas!
Any bets on whether or not there was anything left of that wonderful 2014 Lamartine Cahors?
We made our way back to Weldom and the Carrefour after sharing a coconut creme brulee and a caramel glace for me and a rum raisin for Jane.
I had some things to order at Weldom and never miss an opportunity to get heavy stuff at the Carrefour. Then, it was off to the Refuge to pick up some of the artwork that Jane donated to their on-line fundraiser after the vernissage last year.
What a great day!
I can tell you it was much easier to return to the Chatette to make my calls to the Republican Senators on the Senate Judiciary Committee. AND, a call to Jeff Flake to thank him for requesting a one week postponement to the full Senate vote on Kavanaugh, so that the FBI can do a full background investigation into the numerous allegations of sexual assault from 3 identified women against this candidate, who hopes to get a lifetime appointment to the Supreme Court of the USA.
Earlier in the summer, I had a visit from a friend who over the years I've come to teasingly call the "Salad Man!" He frequently shows up with lettuce and other vegetables for me.
If I'm not home, he leaves them on the terrace. If I'm home, I get to say a HUGE MERCI. I think you can see why. My friend has amazing vegetables.
Sometimes it's way too much for me, but I can share with friends which is always nice.
Yesterday turned out to be a day of visitors.
While I was out cutting the grass, my friend WIllie came by and we've made the plans for him to start de-jungling us early Friday morning.
Then, just as I was hauling the heavy lawn mower up the 10 back stones steps so I could cut the rose garden...
...Francis arrived with end of the season goodies.
Those 4 aubergines (eggplants) and almost a dozen tomates were just so pretty!
Then, I had some wild blackberries of my own to pick down on the point, and I remembered a bit of red that was just beginning on the vine in front of the house. We are going to be pretty too this fall!
Willie had already told me (and Francis confirmed), that the forest fire above us over the weekend had been started by cigarette butts either thrown out of car windows are just on the ground.
I hope all these outside and driving smokers will remember this horrific fire, and think twice about what can happen by being so careless and inconsiderate in nature with cigarettes!
It is soap box time again! This year particularly, the mid-term elections are critical to the life blood of our country.
I shudder to think how many Americans who can vote are not even registered to vote.
I shudder doubly, at those Americans who are registered to vote but don't even bother.
EVERY VOTE COUNTS!
I make no secret of my beliefs and values. I am a registered Independent. I have often been called their "favorite liberal: by many of my very conservative friends. We have agreed to disagree.
I encourage all to vote.
I have often facilitated getting my more conservative friends registered to vote or put in place for absentee ballots so they could vote when abroad or working away from home.
Sometimes it takes a little more effort, but it is a MUST. EVERYONE SHOULD VOTE who can.
My notice came from the Registrar of Voters last week for our New Orleans/Louisiana elections coming up in November and December.
You might think it's early, but I don't want to let time escape. My ballots are completed, signed, witnessed (by Monsieur Jolly), and in their envelopes stamped.
When I'm in New Orleans, I ride my bike to my neighborhood polling place. From France, I ride my bike into Cajarc to put my ballots in the poste to the states.
Obviously, voting is VERY IMPORTANT to me.
I hope it is just as important to you.
I know I'm not alone in struggling to make sense of times that don't make sense from a place where everything is getting murkier and murkier with each passing day. I long for simpler times when I felt safe. I long for simpler times when the key to most problems could be found.
I realize that this is useless longing. How do we move forward? We shall see.
I pray we find the key.
Yesterday was a day of blown away and shaken. I'd known since I left New Orleans on Mardi Gras Day that Bill and Glenn were planning on taking me with them to the Mississippi Civil Rights Museum.
While I consider myself well-read, aware, and have co-taught diversity courses; this museum taught me, slapped me, overwhelmed me, and showed me the true picture of grave injustices.
I was often in tears. My heart was leaden. Everyone must see this museum.
There is so much that it is difficult to know where to begin. The installation that had the greatest impact on me was entitled: "Lynchings." Turning a corner, I saw this tall, thin, white on black, board. I thought it was the only one.
As I went a little further, there were more and more and more that listed the names of those lynched, the location, and other grave injustices committed against them.
All of these lynchings had been committed in Mississippi.
As I walked along this wall of front and back listings on each pillar, I had feelings similar to those that I experienced for the first time when I walked down into the black marble of the Viet Nam Memorial in Washington, DC.
Both evoked feelings of walking down into a very deep and overwhelming grave.
We spent almost the whole afternoon in the museum and still didn't see everything. The amount and depth of feeling was overwhelming and exhausting for me. There is so much more to share and I will.
The eyes of Medgar Evers spoke to me!
Earlier this week during my Wonder Women post, I mentioned the person sitting here at the bottom of the photo holding the phone. This person's talent, dance moves, seeming charm and pulsing music had the crowd enraptured and enthused.
This person was everywhere...
...at the opening, during the speeches, and was even to be found "twerking" on the corner of Rampart and Canal as the march made that corner.
It was quite a show and a show with a cause. It also seemed to be a show that needed an audience, but I guess some of that is what marches are for. Everyone does have an opportunity to express themselves and their views.
And by the looks on some of these faces, they had opinons about the performance as well.
That said, I'd guess there were some who took issue with the use of a cross and an American Flag (or material that looked like an American Flag) during the performances.
For me, it was more of an issue of gender.
I am acutely aware of a push for gender neutral language. There have been people on the periphery of my life who have made me more aware and challenged me to use gender neutral language depending on how that person identifies themselves.
This performer challenged me to think in gender neutral terms from the beginning. I began to ask myself what this person might want and how they might feel. How did they self-identify?
The bottom line is that you don't and can't always know. But, until someone in your life challenges you to use gender-neutral language, you don't really give it much thought. if you love them and care about them you will try to do that.
I wrote this post today, to challenge myself to try to use gender-neutral language throughout. What do you think? Was I successful?
I encourage you to try it sometime!
PS-I do have some of the twerking captured on film if anyone wants to see them, let me know and I'll send them to you privately.
There's something hilarious about watching a man put on his vagina costume!
I must say that these vagina costumes were the best I've seen.
While it would not be my costume of CHOICE, it sure made me giggle.
CHOICE is the operative word here. I am rabidly Pro-Choice and was happy to put my money where my mouth was on Saturday.
This is where I make an important point that is often missed in the abortion debate...Pro-Choice means that you stand for the woman's right to choose.
This pair represents the New Orleans Abortion Fund, an organization who assists in providing funding for abortions for women who might not otherwise be able to afford them.
I chuckled at the PREAUX CHOICE sticker...we seem to be able to turn many words French, but don't really speak it.
If you're looking for an opportunity to put your money where your mouth is, The New Orleans Abortion Fund is a good place to start.
Even the pooches were out and working their outfits at the Women's March New Orleans on Saturday.
I got a chance to snatch a few photos of these really good sports. T-shirts and tule of some variety could be found on almost all of the two-legged and 4-legged participants.
Don't forget the sequins and the feathers.
I'd arrived early so I got a chance to grab some fun shots.
Once everyone got moving on the march it was a little more difficult to catch the critters.
Surprisingly, this sweetie's people above said that they can NEVER get a good shot.
We teased about contact information just in case I did.
Once I got home, I was sorry we didn't because I have a couple they might enjoy!
I shared this guy's photo as soon as I got home. This pooch was the perfect mascot for a "Put Down Your Phone" ad campaign.
I can tell you one thing:
I'd have been hugging and hanging on to that sweet dog before I'd be hanging onto my phone. Look at that face! It says it all!
It was a four star doggie day for me. Each one was more fun than the next and really made my day. Nothing like pooches and people in pink! Even the tongue joined in the fun!
Sometimes I'm a little slow. A beautiful scene or special spot will catch my eye and I begin shooting (photos that is)! Often, it isn't until later that I find little hidden "love" messages that have appeared in my photos. This shot above is one of my favorites.
Then this morning, I was looking back through some photos I'd just taken. Lots of leaves, lots of red, lots of light, et voila...there it was! Another little love message for me from the universe! They are everywhere!
And then, I did bring some love along with me in my Sammie Cat.She too pops up in places that surprise me.
Put your head in the clouds!
Look to the light!
Take a peek in your own windows!
Let some love find you today!