A charming English couple living in the Black Mountains agreed to buy our chair and footstool…..and, to save them the time and trouble of finding the cottage, we offered to meet them halfway…..near Carcassonne. Craig whisked the cat hair off the cushions, loaded the pieces in the car and off we went.
Brenda and Simon were waiting for us when we arrived at the agreed upon meeting place, a car park on the Aude River. We chit-chatted about this and that….and found them to be an absolutely delightful couple…. it’s a shame we won’t be able to get to know them better.
With business done and Carcassonne so close, we couldn’t resist one more trip to “la Cité.”
The fresh scent of pine greeted us as we crossed it’s drawbridge. We thought that on a Sunday, especially one so close to Christmas, the walled city would be packed with visitors, but no….the cobblestone lanes were almost empty. Many shops were closed…..some because it was Sunday, others for the season…..not to reopen until “Printemps”…..until Spring.
“I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape – the loneliness of it – the dead feeling of winter. something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.” ~ Andrew Wyeth