As it is a bit dreary here today, I chose some photos of summer green
to play along with
Honeysuckle can be found growing in profusion in the countryside of southwest France. For me honeysuckle is a magical reminder of childhood. I love it's beautiful distinctive scent. So I am always delighted when I return to France & can smell it everywhere.
It is called chévrefeuille in French, which translates to English as "goat leaves". Why? I do not know, perhaps goats like to eat it. What's more, my French friends were not even aware of the tiny droplet of "honey" found inside each flower, which is of course my favorite part.
On a more formal note, it is always a delight to discover an old but still beautifully kept garden of boxwood.
In this case I peeked into the gates of an old Chateau. The stately building, although beautiful, was in a rather sad state of disrepair but in the garden the boxwood hedges were still neatly trimmed.
And though many of the pots on the terrace were broken, there were blooms in everyone.
That's one of the many things I love most about France. No matter how humble or run down a place, one almost always finds a beautiful spot of green.
Take a look at what other Francophiles were dreaming about today on An Accidental Blog.
And have a happy Monday everyone!