Alive with butterflies and day flying moths, bees and hoverflies.
Down the valley past apricot trees laden with orange fruit, and up the other side to a small village called Le Poët Sigallet, stone houses and a chapel and a lavoir with book deposit box containing inter alia Cold Comfort Farm in French! I really should have kept it.
It was hot now and the chapel a welcome sanctuary of cool with its stark white walls and bare interior.
Today it was all rows of glorious purple tumbling down opposite the big rocky mountains opposite. And after some time gazing and admiring we set off down again back to Buis for pizza. On the way we saw the vast shadow of a vulture against the cliff face. Looking up there was a wonderful pale Egyptian soaring over the gorges.
Good Pizza under the trees.
More lavender...even more on Google Album!