Sitting at the breakfast table across from husband Jim in Alabama with biscuits on the table instead of beignets, croissants and baguettes, Jim asked me, “How were your cures yesterday?” He likes to poke fun at my manicure and pedicure at the salon, calling my retreat the taking of the cures. Sipping on my coffee, I thought about the nice lady in the salon who painted my toenails a pretty mocha color and then massaged my feet until I was in a state of bliss. Maybe taking the cures was the right expression. I always read the glossy magazines with the latest pictures and stories on beauty and style, not that it does me much good, but I like to read anyway. With a sly grin I told Jim, “I learned something new from one of the beauty magazines at the salon. Yep, I learned a helpful beauty tip. I can just shave my feet when I don’t have time to go for the cures.” That got a quick reaction. Jim said, “Whoa!! You better not be using my razor to shave your feet! Besides, I didn’t know you had hairy feet.” Before he lost it, I said, “Don’t get your blood pressure up. I didn’t use your razor and I most definitely do NOT have hairy feet!” The lady in the magazine was saying you could use a razor to shave away dry skin in the shower after the skin softens. She recommended a sensitive skin razor and going slowly so you don’t shave off a chunk of skin. I could see that I was over-sharing at the breakfast table when Jim’s face developed a pained expression.Leaving our Alabama breakfast behind and zipping over to France for a blog story cure, I would like to show you some of the beauty we enjoyed at Lake Montriond and the village of Montriond this past October, 2016. The lake is situated north of Morzine, France at an altitude of 1049m/3442 ft, the third largest lake in Haute-Savoie, surrounded by steep pine-covered escarpments. A shady path leads all around the lake. People, young and old, were walking and enjoying the views when we were there. Believe me, it was cold!For the lake visit, I have a picture story. (Just click on the images in the gallery below for a larger picture.)
On the way we met the red polka-dot cow and then the store named Gitem which sounds like the worst of our Alabama slang: “goin’ to the store to “git’em” somthin’ to fix for supper.” We never have any problem finding distractions wherever we go.
In the town of Montriond, look for the dragon fountain carved from wood with an edelweiss blossom on its head. With such an adorable head-ornament the dragon spouts fresh water, not sulfur and fire.
Watch for the beautiful white horse and its young rider. When I watched the graceful creature clip-clopping uphill, suddenly a huge cement truck approached and blotted my view. After the loud obstruction cleared the road, I half-expected to see a sad equestrian lump on the asphalt, but nothing was there. The beautiful horse and rider were gone! The rider could have stepped into the store, but not the horse! I still don’t know the answer to the puzzle. Be amazed at the cute little boy wearing the magenta coat who pedaled his little bicycle all the way around the huge lake. . Don’t miss Jim being extra careful this time when he meets the group of ladies on the lake pathway. He didn’t launch into a Foggy Mountain breakdown like the one performed in Morillon.
I say that was unfortunate for the three ladies that Jim didn’t offer to dance by the cold lake since Jim can offer a cure like no other!At this moment, I’m wearing an ankle brace and hoping I will be in fine shape very soon! No, I haven’t climbed up any waterfalls recently, but I hope there are more lakes and waterfalls in my future. Thank ya’ll and please come again.