La Poste

I actually rushed out before breakfast this morning, hoping to catch the clouds as the last of the rain was blown away by the Cers (west wind from the Pyrenees). Too cold to stay out long though and I needed my coffee, so I had to be satisfied with the post van passing between the plane trees.

This evening we went to the circus at the Centre Culturel. The production, Oktobre, was rather strange and not necessarily what you'd think of as circus: a magician, a trapeze artist, and a contortionist, all clad in black with occasional touches of red, a table with a black cloth, and three chairs on a dimly lit black set. Hence no photos! It had its moments, but we found it a bit incoherent. Still, it was nice to go out; we haven't been to a show for a while.