Painting and writing in France

There is always tomorrow, which is why nothing is wasted here in the rich heartland of France. All fruit, be it cultivated or wild is treasured in the real sense, stored in the dark for those special moments with friends when out come the jars of liquor rich in flavors of years gone by. As you can see the jar on the right is still young and not yet ripened to maturity, not year three or four years old. No matter, there is always tomorrow.