When the sun is just beginning to dapple the cobbles, when the air smells sweet and fresh and when most people are still snuggled up inside, it is wonderful to be outside, almost as if you are the only person in the world to embrace the morning as it slow unfurls to burst into the life of a new day…..
Early morning shadows dance on the buildings.

Lourmarin homes in early morning
Mist creeping over the hills to briefly settle and fade with the sun’s warmth
Morning mist in Lourmarin, The Luberon Valley, Provence, France
The church through the morning haze
The church in Lourmarin, The Luberon Valley, Provence, France
The tiny Lourmarin hamlet bathed in bright first sunlight
Lourmarin hamlet in the early morning, The Luberon Valley, Provence, France
The village streets deserted
In Lourmarin the early morning, The Luberon Valley, Provence, France
Radient beams lighting up the golden stone archway into town
Lourmarin archway, early morning, The Luberon Valley, Provence, France
Our shutters flung open, looking at the clock tower, one more time……
Lourmarin clocktower, early morning, The Luberon Valley, Provence, France