The Lou Messugo Blog - life in the south of France from a British/Australian TCK's perspective, bringing you French culture, travel on the Côte d'Azur and beyond, expat issues and a little bit of je ne sais quoi all mixed up with a hefty dose of photography.
Nice Carnival is over for another year. The biggest winter event on the French Riviera, attracting around one million visitors over the two week period, left me divided in opinion this time. Having always been an outright supporter, keenly participating every year and loving the satirical, irreverant humour of the "big heads" decorated floats, it just didn't quite click this year. Read on as I muse on why and how this has come about.
It's one of those #sitoutsideinatshirt kind of days which inspired me to grab my camera and take some photos of the signs of spring all around me. My stroll took me no further than 5 minutes from Lou Messugo but look at what I found.
The first and most obvious sign is the mimosa everywhere; in distant gardens, peaking through tall cypruses, sprouting above palms, hiding behind hedges, this is mimosa's golden moment. But then this isn't surprising in early March as it usually starts blooming in late January. Its arrival heralds the beginning of the end of winter in the south of France...