It’s been another beautiful day in the Franche-Comte, possibly one of the most under-rated and unknown, at least to Americans, areas of France. Hills, mountains, and forests characterize the area; the eponymous Comte cheese is one of the delicious attractions. If you click on the above link and find Lure on the map, you’ll know basically where I am.
Each day we walk in the forest, suitably attired to keep the numerous ticks from attaching to any part of us. The dogs must be carefully checked when we return. The last time I was here, we searched each time for mushrooms, death trumpets which, despite their name, are not only harmless but delicious. Unfortunately, they aren’t in season. (I’d include a link, but as I’m on my iPad, I’m horribly frustrated by its lack of ease and cooperation. Just trust me: they’re difficult to find and well worth the effort.)
Anyway, here are a few shots of what it’s like here.
Not everything is large. On moss-covered logs, you’ll see a microcosm of the surrounding forest.