The French emerge from their winter ensconcement to revel in summer life.
They frequent their local night markets (village food stalls with music).
They gather for long Sunday lunches ... beneath shady trees.
They are out in their potagers (veggie patches) and their flower gardens ... all the colours of the rainbow.
They go to the beach, or into their pools, to seek refuge from the waves of heat.
They flock to cultural and music events.
So here at Ellesmere, we do what the French do ... enjoying those summer rituals that make life so pleasant.
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| tomatoes, eggplant, peppers and basil |
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| the gardener's reward |
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| ready for Sunday lunch |
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| a summer ritual |
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