Another place, another excursion. This time we were up before dawn on a winding train to the south. We got off in Monaco but we didn’t stay long as we weren’t in search of sun. Summer’s high season had long gone. Instead we had another mission, the olive harvest. Where there were olives, there was more; persimmons, figs, dandy lions, wine, and best of all good friends. Perched a top a hill in a quiet village in the Alpes-Maritimes, writers and photographers together we found ways to keep ourselves busy. We journeyed home with the fruits of our labor, our own bottles of oil pressed by the local miller that will feed our bodies and souls throughout the next year remembering this magic weekend.
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I love the sparkle of city lights, but there is something equally special in the rustic rural life. I love your journalistic capture of this magical place. And the clouds in the video are so lovely. I wish I could be there myself with a nice hot drink enjoying the scenery. Thanks for sharing <3
Beautiful!
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How calm and charming! Beautiful scenery, beautiful people… The floating strands of cloud look like something out of a National Geographic feature. Delightful!
Gorgeous photos :)
Best, Carin
What a gorgeous set of photos and I love that dress in the fourth photo!! It’s rare to find such amazing blog photography these days. I’m so glad I stumbled across your blog from Park & Cube, now following :) x
Welcome, Cat! Happy to have you here and thank you for your kind words. Heading over to your blog now! XO
Wow..is that a Mainecoon cat?