| As in all French towns, market day is the best time to
sample the 'ambience'. |
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Oh dear, I've been spotted! |
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All that loverley drink... |
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Down the hill from our Chambre d'hote is the
very pretty little village of Cressye which was once a port on the Dordogne.
Nowadays, its le camping and kayaks. |
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Drop dead gorgeous comes to mind. |
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This is the Mairie where one can borrow the (huge) key
for the small and ancient church opposite. 12th century. |
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Meanwhile, back at the 'ranch' sundry
peacocks gave me a display of their colours.
First the rear end. Then the 'I'm trying to
catch your attention' shot. |
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And finally, in full glorious Technicolor, a
male peacock. |
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More mundane, perhaps, but another pretty
piece of nature. |
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Around the corner, and I'm testing my Canon 100-400 mm
lens on birds.
Clearly, this is a hunting bird of some kind, but it
wouldn't let me get near enough to get a close up. |
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This was the lovely Labrador acting as door keeper for
our chambre d'hote. I am not really into dogs, but this one was a beauty! |
