Quiet days in the village
Michael and I have now spent a few weeks in our village in the Ardeche. Just relaxing, reading and, for my part, getting a bit more fit after my knee operation, by taking longer and longer walks in the surrounding mountains Not much happens as the village is coming out of its winter hibernation. An old man is seen scuttling down the alley. Bon jour You throw another “ bon jour” at the woman passing by as you start the first of your daily walks uphill towards Saint Roche - the chapel that was built to express the villagers' gratitude for having survived the plague many years ago. At the walk today I had violets to look at and each day I find a new flower blossoming - like yesterday an abundance of yellow anemones. The ditch is still full of chestnuts from last fall and from the torn up mud, you can see that wild boars must still be coming down to eat whatever is left. These micro expe...