These are soft hours for us. In France, on a Saturday afternoon with a light-handed sun. Simone is back from her Amsterdam conference by TGV. She was a star to some: a guy from Georgia (the Asian place), a guy from Rome, a guy from UNICEF. I picked her up last night in Montpellier. We watched the traffic jam in the station's parking lot until it drained away. Today, she's exhausted. A thoroughbred who ran her race and gets a day off in the meadow: for her, a reclining chair with a mystery novel. I finished my bottle of Domaine d'Aupilhac, hugely recommended. Now we're headed out for a two-hour walk through the vineyards. Be sundown on our return.
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