The birthday boy |
We’ve returned to Rabelo. It’s spring in France. You might ask how I know? The temperatures are fluctuating from the mid 80’s down to sweatshirt weather. There are spectacular cloudless blue skies and then rain showers. The storks have returned and are busy building their nests. We see swans sitting on their nests while the early birds are already parading with their cygnets. And speaking of parades…the tourists have flooded Strasbourg. Streets are packed with tourists from the river barges with guides waving their little flags and their armies dutifully following behind. Unbeknownst to us, annually on a Sunday in May Strasbourg has a multitude of races throughout the city. There are the walkers with the walking sticks, racers running different distances, and even wheelchair racers. Various corners have brass bands. The city was alive and vibrant with good cheer. I must mention the dandelions which dance, swirl, twist, turn, and fill our boat daily with reminders that it is spring.
We had front row seats in the kitchen at Le Restaurant 1741 to celebrate Tom’s birthday. |
The presentation was always beautiful. |
Her nest was next to the road with cars, bicycles and pedestrians. |
Check out all the nesting storks. If you look closely you’ll see them on top of every branch. |