Wednesday, 20 August 2025
Tuesday, 19 August 2025
'Band standing'...
Monday, 18 August 2025
Monday's chateau - Chateau de Montpupon
Saturday, 16 August 2025
Mon banc dominical / My Sunday Bench...sole survivor
Friday, 15 August 2025
Bon week-end à tous, have a good weekend everyone...seek out some shade.
Thursday, 14 August 2025
Wednesday, 13 August 2025
Wednesday for windows...Villa des Ponts.
Tuesday, 12 August 2025
Another four from the Festival 2025...
Monday, 11 August 2025
Sunday, 10 August 2025
Mon banc dominical / My Sunday Bench...Beaulieu-lès-Loches
Saturday, 9 August 2025
Friday, 8 August 2025
Bon week-end à tous, have a good weekend everyone...stay cool.
Thursday, 7 August 2025
Thursdays taken in Touraine...illuminating.
Wednesday, 6 August 2025
Wednesday for windows...forgotten.
Tuesday, 5 August 2025
Four from the Festival 2025...
Four gardens (2 pics each) from this year's International Garden Festival at Domaine de Chaumont-sur-Loire . Gardens 2,3,4 &4b.
Monday, 4 August 2025
Monday's chateau...Chateau de Chaumont-sur-Loire,
The Château de Chaumont-sur-Loire was looking resplendent last week as we explored its annual International Garden Festival, which this year embraces the theme 'Once Upon a Time in the Garden'.
Sunday, 3 August 2025
Mon banc dominical / My Sunday Bench...by the Loire in Saumur
Saturday, 2 August 2025
Saturday on the streets of Touraine...streets to stroll in Loches.
Approaching Grande Rue after coming down Rue du Château in Loches feels less like changing streets and more like slipping between centuries. Here there is no sence of urgency. these are streets made for strolling, for slowing down and letting the facades tell their stories.
Rue du Château begins at the Porte Royale, the entrance to the medieval city, once home to royal intrigues and a strong Joan of Arc connection.. As you descend, the ramparts give way painted shutters and ancient doors.. It’s quiet but alive in a way only ancient towns can be.
Then you step onto Grande Rue, Loches’ old commercial heart. The street is lined with Renaissance façades, timber-framed shops, and cafés spill out onto the narrow street, tempting you to pause for a local wine or le plate de jour.
There are no neon signs here, rarely crowds, just tourists getting to know the streets of this medieval town with perhaps only a distant church bell reminding them that time still moves, even if it doesn’t feel like it here.