While many of you in the States are preparing for your thanksiving celebration, here in Normandy we are gathering around the evening fire and sharing meals with friends in our own way.
Yesterday evening, while my pumpkin soup was cooking I lit the fire and started to lay the table then got sidetracked by some flowers.
I had bought these white anemones in the morning, but they were needing a little company. A quick scoot around the freeeezing cold garden just before it got dark, and I had myself the makings of a little bouquet.
In no time at all the soup was made, the table laid and our friends arrived for an early supper.
Dinner with friends, the small quiet pleasures of country living.