The wind shapes many things in our mountainside. Today the wind pushed away the clouds to reveal light blue skies. It had been a few days since we actually saw blue from our house. First stop, the new Middle Eastern store to see if they had fresh coriander. The store itself was large and neatly stocked but it sold mostly canned, jarred, or frozen products. ,R and I bought stuffed grape leaves, Turkish coffee, and Turkish sliced meat. I'm not kidding when I say it tastes like Oscar Mayer baloney. Hoping to find the elusive fresh coriander tomorrow at the farmer's market.
With the snacks in our sac-à-dos, we took the scenic route following the foot of a mountain until we reached signs warning us of falling rocks. We drove past the signs a little further until we reached a barricade in the road. At this point, we selected another road which led us down to the Rhone river. It was a route R had not yet explored, so we chose it, taking in the gorgeous scenery around, above, and below us. The Rhone below, hillside towns in the near distance, and the majestic mountainsides rising above us. As we sped by on R's motorcycle, the wind danced on fields of grass, causing the grass to undulate rhythmically like waves on the ocean. In addition to the ubiquitous cows and sheep grazing lazily on the meadows, we spotted two very cool animals. Rolling down a small hilly road, a deer stood in front of us about 10 feet away. It's the closest I've ever gotten to a wild deer. So very cool. Within five minutes, we saw a fox on the dancing grass about 200 feet away, probably watching a rabbit in the long grass. We had a picnic by the Rhone...totally enjoying the moment. Now we're watching Bruce Lee beat the crap out of some thugs in Rome in The Way of the Dragon. R quote of the day: "They had too much hair and too little buttons in the 70s" in reference to the way the men liked to have their shirts open.
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