This is my first missive from Isle sur Sorgue, a very, very small village in Provence, on a tiny island created by the river.
Many small canals criss-cross the island punctuated by large water wheels now covered with draping florescent green moss.
Having arrived (SFO-Newark-Paris-Marseille) Thursday afternoon. this is my first day out and about.
Now, you know where I am so the answer is obvious that there is no prize.
How ever, outside we are witnessing a weather pattern unique-to-Provence that causes temperatures drop dramatically. When it occurs in the winter, it keeps people inside for days at a time; I once owned a small (12') sailboat with this name; and today we saw ducklings being blown down a narrow canal by this weather phenomenon. What is this?
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