I was recently in the town of Gigondas. The grape harvest there took place in mid-October, and below are the vines, a picture taken just last week. The leaves have now taken on a gold colour, a veritable golden blanket stretching over the Rhône Valley.
The walking is beautiful this time of year in Provence: the fiery red hues of the cherry orchards, the crisp late-autumn air, the ripening olives, walking paths virtually devoid of people, and hilltop villages without a single tourist.
Below are three pictures taken yesterday in the village of Séguret. Though listed as "one of the most beautiful villages in France", there wasn't a soul along the narrow cobbled streets... well, I was there...
The tea shop was closed... and I had forgotten my thermos...
though I could fill up my water bottle...
The tea shop was closed... and I had forgotten my thermos...
though I could fill up my water bottle...