Sunny afternoon, not quite lazing.

A warm and sunny day that just invited outdoor activities.  These turned out to be gardening and sitting and gardening and sitting and chatting and sitting and gardening again. The butterflies were out this afternoon enjoying the sun and sipping nectar from the last of the winter pansies. I cooked chicken fillets with white wine, tarragon, a dash of pastis and cream and we ate it with a glass or two of Lacroux Madeleine, cepages l'oeil and mauzac, futs de chene. Limited to 3500 bottles per year.  We enjoyed one tonight!