Posted on September 27, 2018
You may think that in this part of the world – deep in rural France – you’d never see a traffic jam.
Oh, but you do. Just wait until that big tractor pulls out right in front of you on a narrow road and proceeds to dawdle along at 15 miles an hour halfway to the next town.
Somehow, though, when it’s one of the local farmers moving some of his sheep from one field to another, it doesn’t seem so bad. There’s always time in our world.
Tuesday Photo Challenge: Our World
Posted on September 14, 2018
Less than a hundred years ago, the standard footwear of rural France was the wooden clog (part of our house used to be the local clogmaker’s workshop). Today, though, traditional clog-making is only seen at expositions of years gone by – as in this example, seen at the Christmas Fair in nearby Lesterps.
Posted on July 31, 2018
we bought our house in France with two fields attached – about seven acres in total. The first time we saw them, this piece of agricultural ‘kit’ was parked up just inside the gate.
I believe it’s a mobile feed dispenser for sheep (our neighbour, who had a flock of sheep at the time, used the fields for grazing). Sadly, it was gone by the time we completed the purchase.
Perhaps it went to a museum although, given the notable dearth of sentimentality among those who actually have to live off the land, it could just as easily have been converted to firewood.
Posted on June 21, 2018
Another selection of doors from just down the road in the village of Nouic. These first two examples illustrate how a little bit of TLC can rejuvenate a not so much tired as absolutely knackered old building:
And while the doors are coming in sets of two, here’s another example:
Yet another set of two for your delectation (if you count the little green one on the left):
But tat’s always better, isn’t it?
Although I think this is my favourite from this week’s selection – a set of former pigsties:
Next week, just for a change, how about some gates?
Thursday Doors 21 June 2018
Posted on May 8, 2018
“May the road rise up to meet you..”
– traditional Irish blessing
Walk a mile west along the track that runs through Tranquility Base and you’ll reach this ‘main’ road, heading north to Saint-Martial-sur-Isop and points beyond:
Posted on April 12, 2018
There’s a bit of a story behind this particular image, posted in response to the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge ‘Awakening’.
In October 2004 we came to France with the express purpose of finding a house to buy. We stayed in a gîte – I can’t remember the exact location, but it was somewhere in the Vienne département – and I brought with me my first digital camera, a 3MP Olympus compact (really good lens, by the way).
One morning – upon awakening, you could say – I looked out of the bedroom window and saw the dawn mist in the shallow dip between the hamlet where we were staying and the local village.
Posted on March 23, 2018
This sheep was patiently waiting its turn to be sheared when I spotted it at last year’s ‘Wool Fair’ in nearby Saint-Martial-sur-Isop.
Posted on March 22, 2018
Echoing the theme of ‘Place’ set by Frank at Dutch Goes The Photo! on Tuesday, WordPress’ theme for their latest Weekly Photo Challenge is ‘Favourite Place’.
For the sake of consistency – and because where I am now really is my favourite place – what can I do but post another image of home?
For Frank’s challenge, I showed an image of some trees that form part of the boundary between my two fields. Here, though, is one of those fields, as it was when we first saw it back in 2004.
The wooden fencing has been replaced by the wall seen in the other image, and the sheep – which belonged to our neighbour – have gone. Overall, it looks a little better groomed now than it did back then, although that’s probably only because the growing season hasn’t kicked in properly yet.
Restful (or, as they say round here, ‘tranquille’) isn’t it?
Posted on February 8, 2018
WordPress’ Photo Challenge for this week asks for an image of where we live.
The eponymous village at the centre of the commune where we live is called Mézières-sur-Issoire. With the best will in the world, you couldn’t describe it as a tourist destination. There are no buildings of particular historical interest (although it does have its fair share of interesting doors). In the summer, tourists are more likely to pass through than to stop, unless it’s to use the parking facilities for mobile homes.
However, it can boast a touch of whimsy, in the form of the concrete sheep that are dotted around along the main road. This is sheep country after all.
I well remember the first time we saw them, as we drove into the village that has now become our home. They are – at least if you’re in a moving car – quite realistic, and are positioned so that they appear to be about to cross the road. They’re at least as effective as a speed bump – the first time, at any rate.
Posted on November 22, 2017
Out here in the French countryside, many things are still done as they have been for generations – working off the lunar calendar, for example. However, the local farmers are by no means averse to using technology to make their life a bit easier.
So the horses have been put out to grass and the heavy work is now done with tractors. And that’s progress.
Just ask the horse.