Climbing, Bonnieux.

These steps are always photogenic.

Beck and Walter on Pont Julien

This is an old Roman bridge the the French had used as a traffic bridge for years, thus the asphalt. They moved the road and restored the supports and now it is a place to go to have a picnic and imagine how long it has stood and all of the traffic it has seen. Walter wanted to see a chariot....no such luck.

Lunch at Cafe de la Poste, Goult

 We had a great meal here. Years ago it was an inexpensive bistro, selling the French version of pub grub. With the gentrification of Goult, it has evolved into a really good restaurant. Three of us had the tagliatelle with foie gras, I had the Salade de la Poste, not pictured due to a bad focus), and we all had the lovely rose.

Goult cemetary

 This is landscaping by Lewis Carroll. For the last 4 visits these trees have been between prunings. This year we got lucky. They hardly look like trees.

Weeds and Walter

Reminded me a bit of the old Alfred Hitchcock opening.

Autumn vines, Saignon

Cat, Apt

I think somebody took a perfectly good tabby and dipped it in bleach. Odd coloring.

Becky and Janie, Apt

Art for sale, Roussillon

A colorful ceramic.

Path, Rousillon

You have to really clean your shoes after this walk. These are pigments and do not come out of clothing.

Sort of a French flag;-}

Weed, Rousillon

Waiting, Rousillon

This woman did not really want to be on this walk and found the first bench and anchored herself to it. She missed a lot, see below.

Walk in Roussillon's ocher mine.

 Tourist review

Into the ocher pits, Roussillon

It's a different world down here with only about six colors to deal with.

Windows, Roussillon

Rose hip universe, Saignon