Milk and Honey

Instead of milk and honey it was wild myrtle jam and Cantal cheese by the River Jordanne.

Earlier in the day we had walked around a volcanic rim to its source which flows down the slopes of the Puy De Peyre Arse [yes, we tittered] covered in tall yellow gentian, violets, saxifrage, cornflowers and pinks – millions of pinks.

Here next to another flower-filled meadow by the old mill at Lascelle the Jordanne has picked up some volume and some trout.

In that green shade the water was clear, clean and cool.


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