This is another remnant of the Château de Chanteloup. I had hoped to see the gaggle of geese that usually hangs out here. Perhaps it was too early.


I once saw a short film of a sheep farmer explaining how brambles are carnivorous. He was in the process of cutting one of his sheep out of a bramble patch as he explained. Animals get caught up in the thorns and wriggle and twist to get out but get hopelessly entangled as they do it. The animals die shortly afterwards and decompose giving the brambles rich soil to grow on. That doesn’t explain why the brambles here are slowly eating farm machinery. But then that is the mother of all bramble patches, it must be iron deficient.


Nearly harvest time. The Closerie de Chanteloup is round the corner. They make wine and beer, bless ‘em.

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