A recent trip to see friends meant that I drove, without knowing beforehand, through a most wonderful valley, Les Gorges de la Meouge. To be fair, where my friends live is also pretty spectacular.
After a fairly heavy first night at their house I woke early, as always, and went and sat in the garden on my own with a coffee. Looking at this:
which eased the head slightly. After a weekend with them in Gap, I headed across to Bedoin to see my favourite hill in the whole world. Along the way, blindly following the female automaton talking to me from inside my car, I came across this:
Beautiful. Just stunningly beautiful. I’ve said it many times before, no doubts I’ll say it again and I already know it to be true, but although there is so much beauty around us its often easy to forget it as I strive to visit the far flung corners of the globe as yet unconquered.