Back in France to the gorgeous colours of autumn. A walk last week behind the village of Aigues Vives followed by coffee and the obligatory cakes was a rather nice way to slip back into life here after my few months in Australia.
We came across an arbousier (strawberry tree). And while the fruit aren't particulary to my taste, it was quickly stripped of its ripe fruit by the French who definitely don’t mind them.
|A capitelle - dry stone shelter used by shepherds and wine workers for protection.|