The Best Bunting

Last week we went to a wedding in a small village near Uzès in the south of France. A beautiful provencal village with stone houses crowded together in a tight knit labyrinth of small lanes and roads, roman tiled roofs, stone walls artfully draped in vines and flowers and the constant ring of cicadas reminding you that you're somewhere where the sun shines a lot.

The perfect venue for a wedding.

We arrived the day of the wedding and helped set up the decorations. The bunting looked fabulous against the blue sky.

I became a bit preoccupied with the bunting.

And the setting sun.


And the moon.

Bonsoir.