The Last Supper

I think today was definitely the last fling of our Indian summer here in France.  We ate al fresco in glorious sunshine and temperatures in the mid-twenties at the home of Dennis and Naomi.  A splendid meal washed down with excellent wine, all in good company.  I fear, however, it might be the last time we eat outside this year.

The extra pic was taken looking the other way, towards the village and the church spire, and a very interesting sky.