Life at Les Pierres, especially in Spring and Summer, seems to revolve around the vegetable garden and various other green area’s that play an important role in our sustenance, literally and figuratively speaking. It’s not just lack of funding, knowledge, skills, motivation or energy that diverts attention from the ruin next door, leaving it as the sensational backdrop I proclaimed it to be earlier this week.
The experience of reclaiming parts of it when I was building our terrace last year, manually digging up the stones I used to create the surrounding walls, has made me more aware of the necessity to carefully weigh what to touch and what not. It’s not so much the fear of destroying the historical structure that keeps me from tackling the weeds and care for the crumbling walls (but it’s a great excuse for not having to do anything), it is rather easy to demolish the magical ambiance by doing so.
Heat has not yet come in and rain has been copious enough for everything to start bursting with life. Nature’s proprietary is evident and I am in awe of how she balances out what was and will become of our precious premises.
Curious about the progress she has made with it? Check this picture of Les Pierres in the seventies. Same place, different charm.
