Fields of Lavendar

The hills are purple, everywhere you look. Some of the lavendar is being harvested, and the air is perfumed.
We've changed the way we're eating. In Paris we ate in for breakfast and dinner, and out for lunch. Here, we are eating in for breakfast and dinner, and out for lunch.
And I think that's it for now, my brain and fingers are exhausted trying to type on this French keyboard!