Winter has really set in. Although yesterday was lovely and sunny (and clear), it was very cold, not getting much above freezing. Rather than attempting to depress everybody with continual photos of winter and complaining abut the cold, we will occasionally be posting some photos from summer that somehow missed getting on to the blog.
When I think of the late Touraine summers this is what I think of: stone farmhouses surrounded by fields of golden grain, clear blue skies, and enormous piles of hay bales.
This photo was taken when we visited Chillou du Feuillet in September.