|The Lot River at Larnagol|
Here I live in a narrow river valley of earth and water, stone and river. The land is anchored by the river which threads through it, stitching together cliffs and causse, medieval villages, farmland and forests. The river draws people, animals, birds and fish to it. It interconnects everything along it with stories, song, myths and laughter. Here the landscape is not majestic or spectacular; it's softened by the patina of age. It doesn't shout; it whispers its secrets. It's a landscape not for photo-ops, but rather for living in, listening to and learning from. It's a landscape that I delight in every day, always fascinated by what it tells me.