After enjoying the gallery, we went in search of lunch and ended up in the local Lavender Festival. It was like being transported to Provence with sweeping fields of blue, groves of olive trees all under the hot midday sun. Pieces of ancient farm equipment littered the landscape gracefully rusting away and a horse drawn cart trundled visitors around the farm. The event was inevitably commercial and there were sales of everything lavender. I did avoid the burgers with lavender mayonnaise! Otherwise a lovely day.
|Persimmons I think|
|The thousand year oak. Me thinks it needs some tree surgery if its to live much longer!|
|Wild curcubit - the stinking melon I think.|