Flea Markets, Sunflowers, Villages

The previous day, we drove by many signs proclaiming there would be a "Belle Brocante" in a town not too far from where we were staying. Never ones to turn up our noses at a brocante, we thought we'd go check it out.

Well... turns out that "belles brocantes" are quite out of our price range, as they are antique flea markets, as opposed to "people getting rid of their old stuff" flea markets. But we got to see lots of beautiful things we couldn't afford.

Found some cute kids at the flea market.

In Provence, even the mailboxes are pretty.

On the way back, we fulfilled my mission for our vacation. We found a sunflower field for family pictures.

In the afternoon, Rose Mary and I went out to see the nearby village of Mornas while the husbands and kids hung out around the pool.