Spring seems later this year than others , the locals tells us it has been a very harsh winter – for Languedoc. Walking around the village last week there was however some comfort. This huge Olivier plainly survived the cold.

Almond blossom everywhere – and so many different shades of pink and white.
Are they wild ? Escaped from cultivation ? Deliberate planted once among the vines and now left to their own devices ?
No-one seems to ever pick the nuts.

Les Vielles Vignes , so old and thick they can stand on their own without support, do a witches line dance after pruning.

Bathos , we spot the longest worm ever on the road,
Síle took pity and carried him/her (its all the one with worms) on a stick back into the grass.