Even after three children I still find this to be a little unbelievable, scary and exciting, all in one.
We took a drive last weekend on the hunt for lavender, as it was pretty much our last opportunity to do so (I'm glad we did it then as I am not interested in going anywhere this weekend).
We ended up at the small town of Simiane-la-Rotonde, one of the many charming medieval hilltop villages in the Luberon Valley. It just so happened that they were having a small medieval festival, so folks were in costume and there was a nice market on.
We walked all the way up to the top of the town, amongst the gorgeous old narrow streets. We had a bite of lunch and felt a bit sorry for the costumed waitresses (it was about 34 degrees and they were in full skirts, corsets, etc). The views from up top weren't too shabby:
We explored a few side streets on our way back down again:
Love the mix of stonework in this one - was it built like this or is the herringbone stonework a repair? Such questions weight heavily on my mind.
Lovey dovey window spotted by the daughter
Abandoned but still fascinating
Perhaps a visit for another day - The House of Dolls
On our way out of town we stopped at a few lavender fields where I took the shots in this post. This one looks back on Simiane-la-Rotonde:
It was a two hour drive home which was a bit long for me, but the baby head sitting on my bladder was greatly offset by seeing sights like this:
Another cliffhanging village (can't remember which) in the Luberon Valley; photo by the mister.
That will probably be our last foray into the Luberon until the start of autumn. The summer season is a little too hot and crazy with tourists when sight-seeing with young kids.
Hope you've all had a great weekend, wishing you the best for the week to come. I plan to post a few times this week on some quilting, but if you don't hear from me, you'll know what's happened!