I’ve been trying to decide whether to bring you something actually silly or something warm and sunny, in keeping with reflections on warmer times as winter drags on, and I’ve hit on what I think is a rather clever compromise. Though there’s nothing really silly in the content of my photo, I made the shot in the Basse-Normandy region of northwestern France in April 2002, and the name of the commune in which this lovely spot is located is—and I’m not making this up—Silly-en-Gouffern. You can Google it to verify this, if you don’t believe me. Anyway, when I saw the name, my curiosity was hopelessly piqued, and I had to find something to take with me from this opportunity. A few minutes after I’d seen the sign, I spotted this magnificent but apparently-abandoned structure surrounded by a field of springtime blue bells quite close to the road, so I stopped to investigate further.
I can still clearly remember lying on my chest among the flowers to get this perspective, and barely resisting the impulse to put the camera down, curl up, close my eyes, and have a nice nap in the spring sun. Given another chance, I might well follow the urge!