It’s hard to believe it’s been a week since we arrived in France. Since we got here it’s been nonstop and I have literally hundreds of photos to sort through. This will probably happen when we arrive home finally, because I’ve not found the time since I’ve been here, barring the odd quickie, like this one!
It’s amazing the things you find along the road when you are travelling. Quick glimpses of places that you don’t know the name of and forget where you saw it. This is one of those places for me.
I don’t know the name of it, I hardly even noticed it at first. All I know is it’s somewhere just outside Orange, France and it’s across from a rest stop that we stopped at for coffee. I took a few quick photos thinking they weren’t going to come out, because we were up in the mountains and there was some fog, but it came out well enough.
I hope I see it again on the way home, I’d like to know the story behind it.
Me too, it’s beautiful.