Sunday, 2 January 2011

The Road along the Ridge

Up behind our house the big field belonging to Monsieur F. climbs to a ridge. Here, running along the ridge is the narrow road that takes us towards town in one direction and in the other through small villages and the rolling countryside towards the Dordogne.

The road runs along the ridge between two valleys.  Our valley is small, intimate, a stream in the bottom and each field, farmhouse, cottage and country lane known individually.   Over the ridge, the other valley is vast, a sweeping landscape of villages, roads and farmland that stretches to the Garonne.

There are times on winter mornings when the mist lies in the two valleys and we drive into town on the ridge road bathed in sunlight.