Here comes the sun*

* In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invicible summer. 

Albert Camus.  

I'm sorry if your sky has been lately desperately grey, low, wintery and pretty hard to handle. So, I thought that a little bit of sun, wind, les rochers, sea & seagulls pictures could be good to you. Last week on a clear day, after a tasty lunch, Georges and I we went up there. Because we wanted to pray for a little something that we care about and because we don't go that often to La Bonne Mère. Because, you have to suffer until your are up there, the stairs are killing you but the view is... 
* ouais !