Category Archives: Montblanc
Walking Through Empty Vines
We look down each row Longing for a glimpse of you. Running and leaping. Bonnie loved to be free an run through the vines – she loved the smells and would run of for miles – one evening she came … Continue reading
Verres a Thought
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My Breath Was Stolen
A corny cliche – Sunset over the vineyards – Is heaven angry – While walking dogs from our home at Villa Roquette I was looking at the moon – then I turned round and though the sky was on fire … Continue reading
Go With the Flow
The smell of solder – Tin lead antimony flux – Evokes memories – === Soldering in plumbing with silver and high temperatures is familiar to me recently from working on the house – but today I used an old reel … Continue reading
Evening Stroll with the Dogs in the Vines
Reaching for the moon: – Bamboo fronds talk in whispers – Of capturing stars -
Johnny’s Suzukis in Montblanc
I have always had a passion for bikes – this week a guest came to stay and brought two which are as near to perfect as possible – except they were not black and not called Vincent – but – … Continue reading
Play in the Harvest
Old dances new wines: – All is safely gathered in: – So let your hair down – Tonight we celebrated the end of the harvest- with wine and food (and wine) of course -but with the village totems and local … Continue reading
Kerouac would have approved
Just round the corner – Our town waits to welcome you – In September sun – I have always loved the feeling of driving or walking into a French village – all senses are kindly caressed and I sense adventures … Continue reading
Walking the Dogs
Warm sun on my face – Silhouette migrating birds: – I leave long shadows – Walking the dogs this evening I kept away from the cool of the river and walked through the heart of the vineyards to stay in … Continue reading
While September Growls
While September growls – Cold distant lightning flickers:- The storm smells closer – My office is under the roof at the top of our house in Villa Roquette in what was once the servants quarters. All day today a storm … Continue reading