We’d dried off a bit, had our cafè to warm us, and were off exploring. Flying under the radar clouds, we absorbed quite a lot of beauty before stopping for lunch. As we drove, the clouds began to lift, allowing us better views of this stunning area covered with wildflowers.
We’ve had a lot of fun in the forests of the Vosges. But not far away, there are mountains, the highest in this part of France. Last year, we enjoyed the Grand Ballon. That’s not a mis-typing of Balloon. The name means “Great (round-topped) mountain”, “ballon” meaning a mountain with a round top. This year, we were in a different part of the mountain range. The weather wasn’t the best, but we were prepared.
Finally, fundamentally fabulous, fantastic French forest fungus. Fun! 🙂
Yes, alliteration has struck again. If you’ve been following my blog for some time, you know that where I go in France, I’m deep in the Vosges forest. This is where we walk the dogs each day.
Although we love to hunt for (edible) mushrooms, much of what we find is, although fun to see, not edible and might even be poisonous. Despite not being edible, fungi can be eye-catching, as I think you can tell from these photos.
The road leading off the main road continues past the “driveway” to my s-i-l’s house, past another house, and into the forest where, however, it becomes a trail rather than a road. It’s the perfect place for a walk: past piles of cut trees, ant hills, another house, alongside the meadow, flowers everywhere, ancient stones covered with moss. Perhaps there’s a bit of Celtic magic somewhere as well.
Most of my time in France is spent either in the country or small towns, so I have lots of photos of flowers, plants, and landscapes. This beautiful bit of meadow was not far from my s-i-l and b-i-l’s house.
Spring has finally flown in.
