Panier of Plenty

A sun-day in the life

Orchard

Orchard

Heavy dew

Heavy dew

Lining the path

Lining the path

Crossing the river

Crossing the river

Aqueduct, its trap open

Aqueduct, its trap open

Cascading into the river

Cascading into the river

Aqueduct spanning river gully

Spanning river gully

Past gardens

On the path to the cascade

Cherry trees

Cherry trees

Potager

Potager in shade

Small waterfalls

The lower waterfalls

Crossing the river

Crossing the river

9am. A visit to the patisserie. Breakfast: warmed pain au chocolat aux amandes and freshly milled black coffee, sans sucre. 10am. Changed into hiking clothes and headed past the stadium to the Rue de la Cascade… asking directions. Discovered a stone bridge, part of the aqueduct system. Wound my way on a narrow track, past shady orchards and potagers to the foothills at the base of the river and the first lower cascades. Continued on many different paths to see where they would lead, joining the road to Les Balcons de Céret and then the walking track to Mas d’en Clic, before descending slippery moss-covered rocks to the upper waterfalls and completing the circuit, committing it to memory. 12.30pm. Traversed the centre ville after starting downriver as the bells chimed midday. Lunch in the sun, on the terrace: Confit de canard, roasted potatoes, salade de betterave et noix… with a glass of sangria. Listening to water cascade in the Tins ravine below, the chickens foraging and clucking (or rather, saying cot,cot cot, as they are French!). Canigou is now obscured by cloud and smoke curls up in the distance, behind the trees that still hold their leaves – a blaze of gold and yellow. The washing is drying, nudged by a very slight breeze. 3pm. Writing a draft for a new project, recalling memories of spring in this region. 4pm. The sun has sunk behind the hills as the terrace falls into shade. 4.30pm. Lit the fire for the evening. 5pm. Making a large pot of vegetable soup while looking out to Canigou as the sky deepens. 6pm. Closed the shutters as night fell.

Heading up the valley

Heading up the valley

View to Les Albères

View to Les Albères

The river below

The river below

Descent into the gorge

Descent into the gorge

Main pool

Cascade pool

Downriver

Downriver

Canigou

Heading back to Céret

Sun creeps over the gardens

Sun creeps over the gardens

Back  past the same potager

Back past the same potager

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This entry was published on December 6, 2015 at 11:13 pm. It’s filed under Adventure, Antipodean, Architecture, Automne, Autumn, Catalan, Céret, Climate Change, Country Life, Country Living, Creative, Cultural Creative, Culture and Arts, Environment, Europe, Ex Advertising Creative, Expat, Forest, France, French Culture, Garden, Hiking, History, Home, La Vie Quotidienne, Landscape, Language, Languedoc Roussillon, Leisure, Life, Lifestyle, Living in France, Mediterranean, Nature, New Zealander in France, Photography, Pyrénées, Pyrénées-Orientales, Randonnées, Rural Life, Seasons, South of France, Thoughts, Tourism, Travel, Tree-change, Working in France, Writing and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

2 thoughts on “A sun-day in the life

  1. mesarapugs on said:

    Nothing short of an idyllic day 🙂

  2. The level of adventure was more elevated than usual, without C. Warm, a real autumnal-winter’s day! Enjoy your ‘spring-summer days’ xxxx

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