This year's blossom and last year's fruit.

Strange to see the blossom glowing in the sun with some of last year's fruit still hanging alongside.  We spent another day preparing the big room for painting and, this evening, went for pizzas in Saint Céré.  We have been going to Le Caprice for many years.  After we had eaten our pizzas, the patron came to enquire if we wanted coffee or dessert. As usual, we declined.  "Comme d'habitude," he laughed, "rien ne change".