Ô my boat

At D-3, it is still time to look at the weather. If we believe the farmers, it is clear, clear, precise and it is not in any detail. Choice: continuous fine rain (delicacy, poetry), probable thunderstorms (determination, incarnation), round-ups of wind at 80 km/h on Saturday evening (Celine Dion on the bow of the Titanic). Sheet.
My hope is obviously going to the mainstream of meteorologists: Météo France announces nice sunny days on Saturday afternoon, let’s see the glass half full!
However, I am beginning to think of a plan B for the crackling fire in the meadow, not wishing to engrave in the marble our heads of wet dogs whipped by the winds and thus, to protect the equipment that Youenn and Jean-Mi so kindly lent me. Okay, so we’re going to be creative until the last moment. Maybe I’ll go and buy some candles from Gifi. A genius idea. The unexpected, I said…
From now on, it’s about not forgetting anything to load Victor, the truck that Véro kindly lent me too. Yes, many people have kindly lent me or given of their time or even contributed without knowing it to this project, making it unfold a little more every day like a pretty solid and light spider web. Infinite gratitude.
October arrives, the wind will crack the branches and the G album comes to life… 
To taste the atmosphere, GO LIVE VIDEO live from the barn-theater:
- FRIDAY 1 OCTOBER > 8 PM- SATURDAY 2 OCTOBER > 6 PM
- SUNDAY 3 OCTOBER > AT 1 PM
We’ll try to be on time, but I am not very good at this !
See you Friday