
Another day of rain and threatening of rain. I went out and started a painting and it rained all over my painting. so i hauled it and all my equipment back to the house - i was dragging my easal and brushes stuck under my arm - basically i looked pretty stupid. I get back to the house and it stops raining just as i arrive. I head back to where i was painting dragging all my stuff and just as i arrive it starts raining. and the place was a fair distance in the mud. then after painting i had to talk to all the locals about all sorts of things like chickens dying or beans being picked and then i had to drink local wines and had to spend the evening with a local family and had eat a ton of really nice home made food at the old mill for one of the local towns. it was a rough day in france. btw that's sarcasm
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That sounds horrible. Better to be in Brooklyn where the wine and weather are fantastic!
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