Forget me nots – November 10th

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The delicate alpine blue flowers used for many reasons, but the reason that I’m bringing it to your attention is whist looking for information about how the French celebrate or commemorate Armistice Day or Remembrance Day is exactly that…

A blooming flower which is often used a symbol for remembrance.

Created in 1921 to remember returning American Soldiers & of the sacrifices those made of life and limb, National Forget-Me-Not Day originally raised funds for services where there were none.

It was also created as a day to remember and get in touch with friends and family that you do not see on a regular basis, also for:

Grandparents day, that needs no explaining and hopefully does not correspond or double up to the previous sentence!

But I’ll get to the point, it is also the flower and day of Alzheimer’s Remembrance which is kinda cool that just before Remembrance/Poppy day on the 11th November when ‘lest we forget’, we remember both, grandparents and those that have lost the full or partial ability to remember for themselves that disease which only gets worse, and is very painful for those that can remember.

However now I have finally got round to write more about it, I can’t find my original research information. Desperate to get it posted, here it is raw, but to bring awareness, however painful it is to remember, we are non that forget those we treasure now and for always. TOGETHER we support one another, Time heals, but

FORGET WE NOT!

(HUG)

 

 

 

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Weather Catch up

So today was a fixed public holiday here in France, All Saints Day.  The 1st November every year no matter what day it falls on that is the public holiday so folk often have yesterday off to bridge to the weekend and make it even longer.

So nothing open and Martin had to work all day, Boohoo… I know you are all feeling sorry for him and rightfully so. It’s a tough life after coffee break pre lunch… trying to relax for 5 minutes as I.T. has him very stressed today.

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Not wanting to rub anybody’s nez in it but the temperature inside the pierre grange – clearly doing what its supposed to do… stay cool.

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17.5 in the cold shaded stone Barn

But outside Martin was testing the water…brrrr and the food…yum quiche fromage de chevre epinard avec salade crudités

The temperature was around 28 earlier I even got ‘Corned beef skin’ through my linen shorts! Whilst eating my lunch outside. You know, that blotchy red-hot skin from standing too close to the fire!?!

And this is how the seasons are changing, the long shadows down the steep chemin, one of the roads leading out from our calme hamleau, the tree half-way down overwhelms my eyes with its abundant colour party going on!

Halloween

These are not for Halloween lanterns but some of them look just as scary.

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Is this scary enough… sat next to me on the step sadly it was dying.

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M. Raferin is a scaredy cat couchon when he gets hand fed by the lovely Michelle notre gentile voisine.DSCF7055.JPG

Or this giant topiary chicken running away along the horizon

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or the natural spooky mist rising from the river either that or someone has the dry ice out again!

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Drifting, Dams, Drops…

No trick photography here but to see with your own eye what a treat!

HA HA HA ( Deep Voice scary Laughing)

Happy Halloween!!!

Tournesol still smiling

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Well it’s not the same champ we past before that I spoke of but it just proves there is more than just one field left at the end of October this one on the D27, where the leaves are changing colour so beautifully & falling from the trees along with the Conkers and Chestnuts. However the less pretty sunflowers that have been looking to the ground all forlorn and blackened, making oil, in the champ near where we habiter, have aujourd’hui been decapitated and gone to the great oil press in the ciel

Driving over Marrons

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Okay Okay D’Accord I hear you they are châtaignier which are a lesser quality than marron which is generally a larger fruit and often used marron glacé is a confit marron that is covered in caramel. However I have stolen the idea for the title from a book I read called ‘Driving Over Lemons’ where Chris Stuart the founding member of ‘Genesis’ the band and original drummer wrote about his early experiences after giving up life as a band member and moving to Andalucía, Spain. Where he seduces his readers with the charm for example of how its impossible to avoid driving over the fallen lemons that are in abundance. A great read for anyone interested. I highly recommend it.

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So we foraged on Sunday had semi wild raspberries and collected these at the bottom  chemin of the hameau calme,  where we are staying, first I did a bit of learning to find out about how to tell which is edible (chestnut) and whic is toxic ( horsechestnut or conker  as most of us know it and the two easiest ways and plese correct me if I get this wrong are the husk one warty one spiney prickles and the 2eme way is one has a single seed/nut the other has many. I’ll let you do you own research, I cant be held responsible if you eat the wrong one by mistake!!!

Speaking of eating is the

FÊTE DE LA CHÂTAIGNE

Depuis 1963, la fête de la châtaigne et du cidre doux est un rendez-vous incontournable de l’automne en Ségala. Which is this weekend in Sauveterre de Rouergue ( see 2016/10/15 post of the same name) where we can celebrate with the sweet cider and chestnuts but as a real regional treat we can have

8h : déjeuner tripous – yum Martin is so not looking forward to that but everyone here is excited and looking forward to it! so will report back on that if we attend.

Staying on the same subject of food & eating: This is the laundry room snack, that hangs above the door of the buanderie.img_1179