down low and up high

The stone paved surface of Alle Paul Riquet, in  Béziers, is covered with a carpet of flowers every Friday. This week, pelargoniums in zingy carmine, magenta, burgundy, hot, juicy orange mixed with soft apricot and peach – all formed sumptuous waves of colour around the ankles . . . .

 . . . some of the elegant architecture near Les Halles is rich in more refined decoration and muted greys of slates, granites and limestone. Cerulean, French Blue, cobalt and sky blue introduced in tiles, paint and reflection. I prefer to describe these tones in a more floral manner – cornflower, forget-me-not and iris – instead.

A hording decorated with suitably stylish subject matter that befits the imposing architecture. Bien Sûr!

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. William Butler Yeats.