I spent a beautiful couple of hours this morning on a round trip through the hills near Vailhan. The wildflowers were all out, making a colourful carpet of the garrigue between the limestone outcrops. In the distance I could see the Pyrenees, too far away and too hazy to photograph, but covered in snow which seemed hard to believe when it was so warm here in the sun – up to 22 C. This terracing wall seemed to have been newly rebuilt, with what looked like an oven or fireplace built into it:
The trunk of an ash tree nearby had been twisted into interesting shapes:
and someone had been working there recently, leaving this wheelbarrow:
A little further along the road, this piece of machinery looked as though it had been abandoned for much longer:
The Spanish broom was flowering. The dried long stalks of this plant were used to make brooms at one time.
The sunlight was filtering through the evergreen holm oak woods:
and on the fig trees I could see that the figues fleurs (fruit formed last autumn and overwintered on the tree) had survived the cold weather in February:
and then back to the village….
It was a beautiful May morning to be out in the hills.