There is a charming little village up in the mountains behind us called Saignon. It seems to be a haven of little B&B places and has several restaurants. Lavander can be seen blooming in the valleys below and there is an unusual stack of rocks called a rouche which has had some sort of habitation on top for centuries. I, personally, like the windows and doors.
I take a picture of this window each time I’m there-I think I just recently posted an old photo that I had of it.
Â Aging gracefully
Â Sophisticated and elegant
Â I love this pink rose against the fading white shutter
Â My favorite fountain in front of the Auberge de Presbetyre