Flying over the alps, must be getting close to France at last.
All is well in Guémené, but there is always cleaning up to do after winter shutdown:
It gets rather damp in the shop, The terrace always
and this weedy creeper has taken advantage! needs a good scrub.
Monahël’s house across the road is for sale, so the red door of No.1 has been opened. Inside needs a lot of work, Monahël calls it a ruin!
The bay tree in the garden is has gone. In fact it is better, more light for the roses and a different view of les toits de Guémené.
This year, for maintenance of the dam wall, the water is being drained from Lake Guerlédan, not far from Guémené. The barrage was built to flood the valley, including part of the canal, its locks, and cottages. The reappearance of these after being under water for so long is rather eerie, and attracts many sightseers.
I spent some time in England, in order to do a workshop in Constable country, at Flatford Mill, with Willy Loft’s cottage across the pond.
and drove up the east coast through Westleton in Sussex (home of my forebears) and Norfolk, to York and Wetherby where I met up with Sally to drive back to France.
York city wallsWetherby
back to No.4 where the clematis is looking just perfect