The days start
well in Ebreuil, especially after the purchase of the airbeds!! We lie snugly in the tent listening to golden
orioles singing their flute-like song in the trees around the site. Magical!!
This morning we were up and showered early to walk into Ebreuil for the
maket and breakfast. The short walk of
half a mile or so is along a quiet lane and then the river Sioule. We continue the flower hunting and are up to
42 species now, plus those we can’t remember.
Memo carry a notebook!! The verge
this morning was thick with woolly lamb mint and various species of
cranesbill. I enjoyed pottering around
the narrow back lanes of this medieval village photographing the fading
elegance of the buildings. I love,
especially, peeling paint on the shutters.
Breakfast in the sun in the tiny cafe opposite the Marie was excellent;
they certainly know how to make great coffee.
The market was small but had everything: wonderful cheese, meat, fish,
fruit and vegetables, as well as clothes and shoe stalls. I was especially fascinated by the knife
sharpener who was happy to have his photograph taken at work on his ancient
foot operated grindstone. We bought cake
from the baker’s to eat with coffee back at the site where I am now sitting in
the shade of the quince tree outside our tent typing this blog and listening to
green woodpeckers and golden oriole. The
only downside is that I have had to remove the first deer/sheep tick of the
trip. I will insist on delving into the
undergrowth to photograph flowers.
This
afternoon a trip to Charroux beckons; one of the ‘Plus Beaux Villages de France.
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