Just outside where I stayed in France, across the tiny lane, stand two oak trees which seem to guard the cluster of very old houses. Billy told me that the oaks are, in fact, quite famous, and have stood at least since 1750. The branches are a little spindly but the trunks are amazing - deeply furrowed like curvy waves and testament to the years. Home to thousands of insects and a collection of fungi, moss and lichen, they glow golden yellow in the mellow sunset.
In the bushes opposite the oaks, at the entrance to Studio Preniac, you can just see this very old weathered cross. It is a Druidic cross, marking the presence of a very old Druidic settlement - it has stood guarding over and protecting the old houses for centuries.
I don't think I took enough notice of my surroundings while I was there I was just focused on dyeing fabric or trying to dye fabric.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Linda ! I love the old cross ... and the trees. I have a deep longing to go to Carcassonne and the Languedoc ... see Cathar country ... Rennes le Chateau .... such sad history ... but so beautiful too !!
ReplyDeleteI love looking at your blogging btw !!