These dry stones huts are well worth the drive to visit near the village of Gordes. Instead of going into a lot of detail about them, I refer you to the following website to give you more information. They are uniquely built by the way the stones are laid...using no mortar. They date back to the 14th or 15th century.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
The Stones and the View
Of all the small villages we have walked through in the last few years, there is always one that tugs at me a little more. One that means more to my inner self than the others. One that makes me say immediately, "I really like this place."
This year there were two of these villages that spoke out to me. Lacoste and Oppe'de-le-Vieux. These small, stonework villages made of limestone, just had such beautiful character.
It's looking like some tender loving care could go into this walk-way. It is also what helped my knee go into a place it has never been. I am still trying to recover from the over-use I gave it.
And then you walk along and WOW!! This was unexpected. Yet, these beautiful little old villages draw artists of every kind. Actually, I was kind of posing like this myself at the moment. I just love these surprises.
Taking the walk toward to town of Oppe'de-le-Vieux. The cypress trees are so impressive.
And, of course, the view. Now, who would not want to wake up to this every morning?
Friday, July 8, 2011
The Lavender -We were just a little early
I'd say we were about a week too early to see the Provence lavender in full bloom and full aroma. Nevertheless, we enjoyed it thoroughly. This is the walk-way to the second apartment we rented near the town of Carpentras. Walking this every day and letting your hands or legs brush the lavender brought out the intense aroma.
Our landlady brought out shears and a ribbon and told me to cut some to take home. I brought just a little home. Was not sure if it would get through security, but it did. I was also given a bottle of lavender extract oil from two different friends in France. The idea is to put very little in the towel and linen cupboard and enjoy a dreamy, restful sleep on exotic smelling sheets. The first night, I think it kept me awake. I just wanted to keep sniffing.
It's beautiful...it is Provence in a nutshell. It is a memory I will keep forever.
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