Category Archives: The Forest of Mervent
Brussels demand a green Xmas…..
September is long gone, but the leaves of brown show no sign of tumbling down this November although the lyricist would be happy to know that it’s raining. Wherever he was when he penned those lyrics, it wasn’t the Vendee. … Continue reading
It’s been real….
I felt like I was Roger Hammerstein as I walked along the forest paths this morning. There was a bright golden haze on the meadow, and the cattle were standing like statues but unfortunately the corn wouldn’t reach up to … Continue reading
50 shades of Grey’s Elegy……
On a soft balmy day, what remained of last winter’s logs were split and stacked in the outhouse yesterday to make space for the delivery of this year’s firewood. This chore has been the first physical indication of the slow, … Continue reading
The weather man says clear today…….
Forecasting is, at best, an imprecise science. Sitting in the garden this evening the light is soft and beautiful. Summer’s end is hard to accept when corners of the garden are illuminated by the incarnadine glow of geraniums in full … Continue reading
If you go down to the woods today…..
Apart from the discovery of a wasps’ nest in the wall of the house, today started well. The dogs and I were strolling down the sun dappled sandy track that leads into the depths of the Forest of Mervent. On … Continue reading