And throw away the key

This is the lock at Saint-Aignan. The photo shows the doors that open and close so that boats can move from one level to the other. Very small boats.

The lock doors at Saint-Aignan-sur-Cher.

I'm planning to go back to the optical shop that made my new glasses a couple of months ago. They're just not working. I kept thinking they would, that my eyes would adjust to them, but I've had it at this point. There's one tiny point on each lens where things are clear. Otherwise, my vision is blurry and distorted. Working at the computer is almost impossible and very uncomfortable. I trip over rocks on the vineyard road; my depth perception sucks. I worry about driving. Ugh. I checked my paper work and I'm still within the adaptation period for guaranteed replacement lenses.