To complete my 3 days in Poitou-Charentes here is a photo I took today at 7.00am It is of course Black Friday today..
Yesterday was grey, but today is mellow. It is a colour, like yellow but more rounded and with greys and browns mingled in. It is sort of autumnal but I think you could get mellow in other seasons.I had a short walk around the environs of our house but it took some time as I was messing about taking photos.
You need good light for mellow, not necessarily the magic light you get when there are black clouds, but the sun is still shining in one part of the sky. However it is that sort of light, but not so dramatic.
The old outbuildings are always good for a photo, I especially like the blend of old wood and mellow stone.
Autumn berries provide nice mellow shots, especially these spindle berries, less harsh than the bright orange rose hips, these are a more mellow pink colour.
The Oak trees are at their autumn best now and with some grey skies looked quite beautiful.
This is the dead seed head of a type of wild carrot, which is quite common along the road sides, has white flowers in summer but is grey brown now.
And finally one last shot of some more old buildings.I have about 50 more similar shots but thought 8 would be sufficient… probably too many. Also they are best viewed full size, they look nicer.
Several groups of Cranes have been passing over today, heading south. Me I am heading north…. who is brightest me or the cranes? Anyway this small group of 8 flew over and I took a few photos.
Then two of them peeled off and started to head back north…. odd I thought, they did not go far and then circled back round, but continued to circle. They did about three circuits and all the time making a lot of noise.
Then one lone crane appeared and it was honking very loudly.
It joined up with the other two and then all three headed off southwards again.
I presume this was a young one which had got detached from the group and Mum and Dad had slowed up to let it catch up… How nice.
You do get days in rural France when it is grey. Not just normal grey but all pervading, blanketing, noiseless, still, depressing grey.
One of the things I really like about this part of France is the stillness. When some years ago I was working and stress was part of my life I valued a break in France particularly for the peace and absolute quiet.
However on a grey day that peace acts to accentuate the grey. There is no wind there is a light rain, the sky is uniform and grey.
The camera does lie, it makes it look less grey than it actually is.
France does grey better than anywhere else I know.
On our way back from Spain to GB so a few days in France Poitou-Charentes ( I know its not called that any more) and we have the joy??? of waking up next to John Humphries.
Between the crackles and buzzes caused by thunderstorms and the fridge turning itself on and off I detected stuff about Trump, Farrage, Broadband, passports for hospital treatment ( that would have been a problem for my Mum and Dad) and stuff about Russia and ballistic missiles. However the only news, ie stuff that had actually happened was that West Brom had beaten Burnley 4-0. Oh and that there was a photo of a man in Bristol in one of the papers with water up to his waist.
How nice to be returning to normality.