Sam is leaving today so I'm feeling quite sad, but in a good way because it has been such a wonderful two weeks.
My new walking boots are well worn in now after some very long walks in the mountains. Yesterday, despite my protests that I don't like heights I was persuaded to head to the top of the Puy-de-Dôme, the extinct volcano that gives our department its name. The road is an old mule trail, only a couple of kilometres long but very very steep.
It was well worth the effort, the views from the top are awesome.
You can look across the whole chain of puys with their distinctive shapes with strange craters and columns of basalt.
The whole fortnight was spent exploring within the area that we can see from the mountain at Job and there are lots more trips planned for the next visit. I think you could walk for the rest of your life without seeing it all. Each bend presents a new view that takes your breath away. The mountains and deep valleys are studded with ancient villages, medieval churches and jasserie farms where the herds were taken to graze on the high slopes in the Summer.
So it is no surprise that I have only just managed to unpack the linens I bought a couple of weeks ago, with both washing machines full and a stock room so full I can barely open the door, I need to begin listing again soon.
There are some beautiful sheets, some with very romantic pink embroidery, lots of monograms and lots more besides.
Despite all this, I still found time to rescue Rory! He was left in a disused building when his mother moved his siblings. He was in quite a bad state when I took him in and needed a lot of care for a while. He was the noisiest kitten I have ever come across, but of course that is what saved his life. I can't help becoming attached but was really pleased to be able to reunite a happier and healthier kitten with his mum.
My new walking boots are well worn in now after some very long walks in the mountains. Yesterday, despite my protests that I don't like heights I was persuaded to head to the top of the Puy-de-Dôme, the extinct volcano that gives our department its name. The road is an old mule trail, only a couple of kilometres long but very very steep.
It was well worth the effort, the views from the top are awesome.
So it is no surprise that I have only just managed to unpack the linens I bought a couple of weeks ago, with both washing machines full and a stock room so full I can barely open the door, I need to begin listing again soon.
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