We went to another concert again tonight. It’s a violin and piano duo by two very talented musicians. It was held in a church in Saorge, a hilltop village just 5 minute drive from Fontan. The church itself, in Baroque style, despite its peeling off old mural on the ceiling, is magnificent! The columns, the ornate designs and everything are a marvelous work of art! C’est dommage that my digital camera is still at the repair shop, otherwise, i would have attached loads of photos here, but I have the website of Saorge for you to browse on!
The performance – music of Mozart, etc, gave me the goose pimples. As always, everytime i listen to a classical concert, I feel like sobbing with joy! it’s like I’m in a different universe! And this universe is free! …. no entrance fee, as half of the concerts organized by the Mairie (town/village hall) are free so everybody – with money or no money – can enjoy one of God’s beautiful gifts… the musical talent of other people.
This month of August, a lot of documentaries and films on French TV have been dedicated to the liberation of France from Germany 62 years ago.
It is very emotional to see hundreds of thousands of civilians and resistance fighters killed in cold blood and beautiful centuries-old architecture just decimated into dust – both by the enemies and the allies (Americans, British, Canadians). If not for that German military officer appointed by Hitler to be the Governor of Paris, Paris would not have been as it is now – it would still be Paris but sans the Louvre, the Eiffel Tower, the Pont Neuf, etc. The Fuhrer’s orders were to burn Paris and turn it into a complete debris. But von Choltitz, like all of us, fell in love with the city and its magnificent monuments and works of arts that he completely disobeyed Hitler (who he admitted has lost his mind…i.e. gone crazy!)
He surrendered to the French who, after learning how von Choltitz actually prevented the destruction of their city, even attended his funeral at his home country. He died of war-related illness.
We saw off my old and ill father in-law at Nice airport yesterday morning. A diabetic and has lost much of his physical coordination
after going through loads of surgeries and laser treatment to contain his bladder cancer, he is practically a walking chemist (pharmacy)
because of the number of pills he had to take each day.
As he was flying to London-Gatwick where airport security has been raised ten-fold especially for those passengers going to and from the UK
and the US, nobody – whether you are pregnant, sick or dying – is excused from their ‘No handbags, no pills, no anything allowed,
except passport, money and keys” restrictions.
My husband is so furious about his own country, England, who has become the unofficial 51st state of the US of A, so he is now
determined to apply for a French passport.
It was disgraceful and disheartening to watch my father-in-law, despite his very obvious deteriorating physical condition,
to be stripped off his tablets and asthma spray right before our eyes!
What is happening to the world?
We are back in the Var.
The Var is the region of France next to the Cote d’Azur which comprises Toulon, St Troupez, Frejus, Draguignan (where we are), etc. It’s a region well-known for its vineyards and rose wine (fruity, light, rose color and best accompaniment for pasta, cheese and fish.
In August, it is really nice to see the vineyards covering the hills and the thousands of hectares of land in the region. These vineyards, heavy with grapes, big, round and dark violet, all ready to harvest!
Last month, we have already harvested our vine plant where we have collected a little more than six kilos of grapes. But for making wine, the grand harvest in the Var starts in September. In this period, the vineyard owners hire people to pick the grapes. In fact, I would like to do it one day! It would be very interesting! Usually, the work takes six hours per day and a big lunch is provided and sometimes even dinner. The money is not really good but it’s mostly the experience…. to meet other people and to spend nice soirées with them! In any case, this experience lasts from one to three weeks according to the size of the vineyard!
Unfortunately, now, several vineyards that we saw 2 or 3 years ago have been replaced by big housing development like villas and apartments! Many vineyard owners, due to bad business, have sold their vineyards to people where nearly half of them are foreigners!
In our town, Draguignan, there is already a big population of Dutch and British. The French are not happy to be invaded by foreigners but, everything became easy since the enlargement of the European Union
Yesterday, it was a lucky day for me! We went to the Puces Provençale (a place which sells antiques and second-hand items) and I found a very old book.
It’s a book on stories of the bible published by Hachette Bookshop in Paris in 1875!
What’s more, I bought it for only Euros 1.50….. or 112 Philippine Pesos!
It’s more of a collector’s item which might cost a fortune someday!
But, the only problem… it’s (the language is) in Latin – French!