Dreaming of France -- Frenchmen

Please join this weekly meme. Grab a copy of the photo above and link back to An Accidental Blog. Share with the rest of us your passion for France. Did you read a good book set in France? See a movie? Take a photo in France? Have an adventure? Eat a fabulous meal or even just a pastry? Or if you're in France now, go ahead and lord it over the rest of us. We can take it.
In honor of The Bachelor that starts a new season tonight, with an attractive Latin man, I thought we could dream about French men.
What is so appealing about Frenchmen?
I know they're sexy, but it's hard for me to pin down what exactly the draw is. I had a crush on a Frenchman once. Grrrr.
He was sensual and nonchalant and so exacting, telling me exactly what to eat and how. I modeled one of the characters in my latest novel after him, taken to the extreme of course. I used to fantasize what my life would be like if I married a Frenchman and moved to France. I know I love France, but I'm not sure I could have built a life with that French man. (And, of course, I'm married to a sexy American of my own now.)
Looking through my photos, I haven't taken a lot of pictures of French men.
Here are some cowboys in the Camargue.

Cowboys are always sexy.

And here's a guy on the Metro.

Reading is sexy too. 

What do you think? Do French men have that certain je ne sais quoi?

Dreaming of France -- The Camargue

Please join this weekly meme. Grab a copy of the photo above and link back to An Accidental Blog. Share with the rest of us your passion for France. Did you read a good book set in France? See a movie? Take a photo in France? Have an adventure? Eat a fabulous meal or even just a pastry? Or if you're in France now, go ahead and lord it over the rest of us. We can take it.

Maybe we can all satisfy our yearnings for France, until we get there again.
On one of our trips to France, we visited the Camargue. We didn't explore as much as I would have liked, hiking the trails in search of flamingoes that stop there on their migration, but we did see some wild horses.
The wild horses in the Camargue are born brown then turn white. Here's a mother and foal.

We also saw the Camargue cowboys riding the white horses and coralling a bull through the streets. Here are a couple of shots from that exciting experience. Again, something that wouldn't happen in the United States because we would worry about someone suing if the bull got loose.

I would love to stay at a bed and breakfast in the Camargue and explore it leisurely. It's on my some day list.

 

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