The rusty blackbird

We headed further south west, destination “le Merle roux” - to the beautiful home / bnb of a friend of the family. Here we were welcomed with a glass of wine under the sun (but sheltering from the wind) overlooking the fields of green, brown and the golden yellow rape (with its ever changing yellow-shades under the passing clouds). We will hang on here a bit, in this idyllic home and garden, lending some hands and muscles to setting up their permaculture garden....and enjoy the homemade tarte-tatin 🤤 and all those other delicious foods - finally!! The air is fresh, the frogs are croaking in the creek below, and a new flock of birds with song surrounds us, and spring is springing all around 🌸🌼
Today we eat and rest and breath it all in, the sights and sounds.... Tomorrow we have our Hay-Day....Read more