I’m back with more photos taken on the road in France last year. Again, in no particular order..
I love buddy to the far right, gazing over his shoulder without a care in the world.
Did you play that game as a child where you’d hold your breath for as long as you could while driving through a tunnel?
This 13th century half-timbered building is the oldest of its kind in Bayeux.
Which way do we go?
Check out the impressive detail on this wrought iron cross. Swoon.
Sometimes, the rolling hills of green seemed to go on forever.
Château de Beynac high up on its hilltop perch.
A feathered flock in the forest.
We weren’t entirely sure what we were looking at. Anyone?
This woman stalled her motorbike and made several attempts before getting it started again. It was painful to watch. And we were stuck behind her unable to move until she did.
I loved the fluffy clouds, and the way the sky dwarfed these buildings.
Whenever we returned to our magical farm bed and breakfast, Domaine La Fagette in Castels, Lucky would run out to greet us without fail. I miss him.
There you have it.
Thank you for joining me on my trip down memory lane (pun intended).