As I type I am waiting for a text from my husband who is returning from a trip to Atlanta and the rain is beating at the windows, sounds like it's trying to get in.
This watercolour is from our Chantilly trip. The MG feels vulnerable on the motorways so we travelled the smaller roads. When it wasn't raining I could gaze at the passing countryside. We passed through so many pretty villages. The roads are really well maintained not like our pot holed horrors in Kent. Rety was on our travels home. Perfect for a watercolour painting with its layers of fields and dotted with red roofed cottages.
Tim's text has arrived ..... I am off for a reunion....
Rety, France
Watercolour
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