Wasn't that a Fête!

The entire town came out to greet us!  The babbling babies, the old ladies, the shakers and movers, the energetic dogs - everyone was there.  And wasn't it a party!

We arrived in La Roche-Canillac just in time to participate in a market, a "vide grenier", and 33 degree weather pounding on our shoulders.  There was food, beer, wine, and toe-tapping music that played till exhaustion.   

 

 

 

Grandmother's dishes and yesterday's toys.  It's always interesting to see what shows up at these garage sales.  What is one's toss-out becomes someone else's treasure.

 

 

 

I have a glass just like these that Mom brought back from France over 30 years ago.  Could they be from nearby Limoges?

 

 Home made crafts

Treasures in a chest

Old typewriter and sewing machine.

Let's make a deal









 

 

 

Old phone on an even older wall phone holder.  The box above the phone could hold paper and pencil and when the cover was closed, acted as a table for note-taking.

This young lady created colourful bracelets using a simple little loom.

 

 

Myrtille is actually the local name for blueberries, a variety of "bleuet".  They were delicious and became the main feature of our breakfast the next morning.

Olives, oh wonderful olives!  We even found the Picholine variety which is one of our favourites.

Once the market had finished and everyone had eaten, the music and dancing started, going long into the night.  Music under the stars.

A bit blurry?  Karl was part of this conga line and it was so animated that my camera couldn't focus.  lol!

What an exciting way to start our two-month stay in La Roche-Canillac.