Living in the country has been an interesting experience. There are no pavements and of course very poor street lights which are switched off at 10pm every night here in Kerfourn, in summer they don't even bother to have them on as it is light until 10.30. As I sit and stitch until the wee small hours and sometimes fall into bed at 1am it is interesting to look out of the window and discover that I am the only person foolish enough to be awake and the entire village is in darkness.
On a recent walk around the neighbourhood I found this bird's nest. It was so beautiful and needed to be photographed so I carried it home. It has been woven so carefully with fine twigs and then layers of moss on the outside edges. Inside there appears to be human hair (!) as well as some thicker hair probably from an animal. The colour of the moss is amazing and I would love to have seen which tiny bird actually created the nest.
Mervyn gets so bored sitting doing little all day and 'tho I am busy working I feel that I need to get him out and about. This week the weather has been quite strange with lots of rain and this house is very damp and cold. So yesterday we packed our picnic lunch and headed off to find some more neolithic sites which are not too far away. We even managed to find our way around without the trusted satnav. Some of these sites are well sign posted and yesterday we climbed through a lovely forest to find a small dolmen. The paths have recently been cleared of long grass and shrubs and there are plenty of rocks with handy arrows so that unwary tourists do not get lost! This is a picture of what I would like to call 'Hobbits Way', a beautiful circular walk through the trees.
We came into an open clearing with a picnic spot which was quite unique. An old tree trunk has been made into the centre table with an arrangement of smaller tree offcuts arranged around for seating, with of course a handy bin for refuse. I have been impressed that in France there is so little rubbish lying around, possibly different in the larger cities.
A few more pics then I must get back to work. The forest has a wonderful variety of old trees and this enormous tree was so beautiful. One very large tree had fallen across the path. Still growing strongly it made an interesting archway. The sunlight obviously does not reach very deeply among the trees as evidenced by the moss covered rock!
Well bears are waiting and I have lots to do, enjoy the pictures and have a great weekend
It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit. ~Robert Louis Stevenson