We had a picnic of bread, cheese and wine (but of course) under the trees, and Steve was much moved by the experience.
I enjoyed this series of shots Steve took, because with the aid of the zoom function, they give you an idea of what it would be like if one could actually walk on any of the grass throughout the grounds, which, of course, one couldn't.
While I played paparazzi to the garden's bees. . .
David and Jen passed the time en garde. (I wish I could post the video of their fencing match, ending with Jen's near puncture and dramatic response.)
I am not particularly interested in classical statuary, but as Versailles is practically over run with hunks of marble, I felt compelled to represent that. This tortured soul called to me.
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And that's a cartwheel, not a hand-stand as I am still working on that.
sb
And that is certainly one 'hunk' o marble (get it?)
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