In the spring of 2002 I had a work trip to France. It lasted a month and took up the entire month of April. I’ve been thinking about this photo for a Serenity Sunday post for some time now and have finally found (or, rather, made) the time to revisit it–and a few others as well, as I reviewed the trip’s photo treasures, more of which I plan to bring you here. I was in the southwestern part of France on this Saturday, which dawned with a lovely, heavy fog. I had the whole day to explore the spring countryside, and my chosen route led me past this gentle meadow near the town of Vaillac. I slowed to a stop and savored the scene for perhaps a quarter of an hour of meditation before driving off for more adventure.
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This is so lovely. Please do share more!
Wow, you really pounced on this one! I just posted it a minute or two ago. I’ll keep your request well in mind, as so many of these revisited memories are also now refreshed for me and floating around well within easy reach.
This is particularly lovely, Gary. And yes, do post some more.
I love mist or fog floating around in images but rarely get to photograph it myself.
Yup, fog’s pretty rare here too. I hope to get some when I’m up at the cabin with my buddies for music week during the first week of October when the colors are (hopefully) at their peak.
Serenity, indeed. What a lovely spot. Seems a wonderful spot to spend a few hours.
I stayed as long as I could, with other places still to visit, and wish I could have stayed a bit longer–but was grateful that I was able to linger for that brief period. I’m sure you know the feeling very well.
You ought to post some of your music, too — along with some scenes from that wonderful area of the world. This is lovely, I’ll grant you that. My experience of France (as a novice traveler) was a divided one. Paris sent me fleeing, but the countryside was welcoming in every sense, both in terms of the people and of the landscape.
I couldn’t agree more. My (four) work trips to France always started in Paris, and each time I just couldn’t wait to get out of it and into the country. And I always dreaded going back to Paris for final meetings. But the country (and, exactly as you say, the people outside of Paris more than made up for it.
Wise of you to pause for meditation in this lovely spot. Thank you for sharing it!
You’re so welcome! I don’t know if I’d be able to find it again, but I’d love to try!
Gorgeous place. Perfect for meditation!
Gently gorgeous–my favorite!
You were vaillant (valiant) in photographing Vaillac.
Lovely. So peaceful.
I was delighted to be able to linger for a little while. I’m sure many others zipped on by without giving this little meadow a second glance. The fools.
What a beautiful scene.
Thanks, Adrian. This really took my breath away.
What a lovely little meadow. Beautiful shot.
Thank you very much, Debra. It’s good to meet you and thanks for stopping by (and for the introduction to the feather-legged fly)!
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What a beautiful scene! A wonderful place for calm contemplation!
Definitely. Time seemed to have stopped there.
My (four) work trips to France always started in Paris, and each time I just couldn’t wait to get out of it and into the country. What a lovely little meadow.
Your sentiments reflect mine quite precisely, Ned. There are indeed many totally delightful little corners, but one needs a bit of time and more than a little bit of luck to find some and to take a little more to appreciate them adequately. My favorite parts were in the southwest, close to Spain. I’d dearly love another chance to explore that area at my leisure, now that I wouldn’t have the frustrating distraction of having to work during the week. And thanks for following!