Fête de Musique

 All over France on Sunday there was the fête de musique. Street corners, courtyards, and anywhere there was a free space was filled with singers, musicians, choirs, and bands of all types in cities, towns and villages. 

Argelès was no exception. Originally we had planned to go home to Geneva but with the canicule raising temperatures from Barcelona to Scandinavia through the 30°s and even into the 40°s. We postponed leaving until it was cooler.

 At 7 p.m. or 19:00 we ventured out to listen to our village's version of the fête. Our first stop was to listen to Maureen, our green grocer, friend, singer and guitarist. Love her voice.

Our second was to listen to the choir in the church plaza as we sat at L'Aura B café across rue de la Republique. It was also wonderful to great people and to people watch.

Our final stop was l'Hostalet. We found a table where we could watch and listen to the mellow sax, keyboard, base and singer performing popular songs from several countries. 

Most interesting was a nine-ish-year old boy with a real camera. What an eye he had taking pictures of everything from a flower to the musicians. He was careful on how he arranged each shot. His seriousness and passion were impressive and a pleasure to see.