dormier mes amis

Today we alternately slept the day away, drew on the back of postcards, or went shopping. These photos are the only documentation of our mellow Saturday (meanwhile, excited french cheering echo through the neighbourhood...)

The ammunition for the slumbering group member (who later made us an excellent pot of soup)..

The intrepid shopper.. (Pigeon Break?? Que'squ est ca? Pardon mon Francais terrible..)

That's just what we do sometimes on a Saturday night...