We went for a walk around this village at the end of February see HERE, and the leaders of our French leisure group decided to return last month for another country ramble! We left our cars in the village square, where I was taken by these beautiful roses and lavender plants close by, a display no doubt arranged by the local mayor's office.
We ambled for a short distance up the "main road" - this would have perhaps 20 vehicles per hour on it!! - before turning off onto a track into the nearby woodland.
Sadly, the blackberries were not ready to pick, but we know just where they are for a visit sometime soon!!
The wild honeysuckle perfume was gorgeous.
The wild strawberries were ready, however, and once the walkers had moved onwards, there were not many left behind!! They taste more delicate than cultivated strawberries.
I loved the ferns that were everywhere.
Our guides next brought us to the remains of an old water mill, disused since the 1850's we were told.
it was understandably in a pretty sad and overgrown state.
We then came to a small stream, where there was a sweet little wooden bridge.
The water was crystal clear and running quite quickly. We were led to believe that somewhere around this area there is a pool which remains warm all year round. If you have ever tried to listen to a crowd of French people all talking at the same time, you may well understand why we were not too sure what the full story was about. Nigel's French is fine when talking to one person at a sensible speed, but it has its limitations!
There were a lot of these plants near the water, and to us they looked like aspidistras. I can just imagine them in beautiful pots in someone's fancy mansion! We are not saying exactly where they are though, as they are so beautiful in their natural state.
I was fascinated by this little cave under some tree roots; I am sure it has to be home for some tiny creature!!
I have no idea what this wild flower is, but I thought it was quite pretty.
These looked like a long-lasting variety of daisy; note the little hopper on the flower at about 2 o clock.
Finally, we made our way back to the village square, where we noticed, for the first time, this lovely old weighbridge. We have seen a few of them in our travels around the villages, and their purpose seems to be for weighing grain and crops of various kinds. They are invariably quite well kept - note the flower troughs!
Looking through the window, it was possible to see the old scales inside. Sorry about the reflection but ....
Hope that you enjoyed this stroll through the French countryside.
About me Before the Charente updated 14 July 2012