Molten

Backblip. I am not fibbing, the sunset really did look like this, and the water like molten lava. This view last seen here under somewhat different circumstances.

This afternoon we went to Ribaute to see  Monsieur Jules, l'Epopée Stellaire, advertised as "theatre of objects." Audience members were instructed to bring a vegetable and a peeler. At a table outside the village hall we peeled and sliced our carrots, leeks, turnips etc. and dropped them into a large bowl before taking our seats in the hall. Throughout the performance a massive cauldron on a gas burner at the back of the room issued tempting aromas of gently simmering vegetables.

This small village hall, which seats at most 100, was the perfect size for the show. Two actors acted out the thoroughly silly story, both using their own bodies and manipulating dolls and other plastic items on top of large black boxes. It was cleverly designed to be funny for both adults and children and only about an hour long -- a frothy bit of fun. 

It was over by about 6 o'clock, at which point the soup was also ready. So on a February evening, as the sun set, we stood around outside, without coats, sipping soup, drinking wine, and chatting. It must have been about 15C -- ridiculous. When we were ready to go home, there were some pretty clouds in the sky, so S suggested going the back way, crossing the medieval bridge over the river. A wise decision, as you can see -- I screeched to a halt and leapt hastily out with the camera to capture this brief moment.

And later to book group, to talk about A Spool of Blue Thread. It was a particularly good discussion, because some people who hadn't enjoyed the book changed their views about it. It's so interesting to hear differing perspectives. All in all an enjoyable evening.