What a difference a day makes . . .
Yesterday it was quite warm and I had breakfast on the villa terrace:
. . then watched a group of local school children who came to the Chateau for an art workshop where they modeled clay in the studio of Henry Clews:
Afterwards, I had lunch outdoors at the chateau.
Today I awoke to the sound of wind and rain and pounding surf. A walk along the formerly placid beach was transformed by the wildness of three foot waves crashing on the rocks and releasing the scent of ocean.
But this little boy didn't mind the wind and waves . . .