Some of you will be savouring the sights and sounds of the Chestnut fair at Laguepie, fabulous day for it. Whilst I chose instead to walk back from the local chestnut wood. We had taken our usual favourite walk up by Le Croix de l'Aube, the dawn cross, until recently we knew it as Cazelles cross, but now a neighbour has told us the local name, we like it.
Twister and Malc were ready for home, but Bonny and I decided to walk back by the chestnut wood. With Bonny snuffling about seeming to find the biggest and best sweet chestnuts I ended up with my pockets stuffed with these tactile brown shiny autumn delights, all ready to roast one evening. With that pop, pop, pop, explosion which tells you they are ready, I tend to cook mine in the oven now and then scoff the lot as Malc is not a big lover of them.
What a wonderful morning in the country in SW. France. Hope you all enjoy your day.
If anyone went to the fair and has good pics please send.
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