Showing posts with label Agriculture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Agriculture. Show all posts

Friday 6 May 2016

Confluence: La Gartempe et La Creuse rivers: two rivers and their hamlet

I like being at these kind of junctions!

On Saturday my friend accompanied me on this walk I had been intending for some time.  The track wasn't always where I wanted one,  and in one place woodland had been ploughed by the farmer!
The confluence was difficult to see through the river bank shrubs and trees. The soil was alluvial. Lovely word...the land probably isn't geographically speaking such,  but... I like the sound of words...

Uxorious is another word I like the sound of ... and the meaning!

The ground was strewn with interesting stones;  a large 'potato stone' I carried home!  Some of the rounded stones were far too huge to move but a river could dislodge and move them over the years!

We came across a millenium garden out in the middle of nowhere.  Now that isn't true. The somewhere was Confluent - an agricultural hameau and when I saw it a few years ago, on a Patrimoine day,  it seemed untouched.
BUT NOW, if you look on Google map you can see where builders and farmers have carved out the soil to renovate a house, expanding land like a gravel pit but it isn't one.   AND also, several buildings have been re-roofed with red brick colour metal.  OH DEAR! What of conservation? 

We went because I wished my friend to see the wind powered turbine invented, constructed by Ernest BollĂ©e and one of his sons Auguste, who, I think also have something to do with the invention of bicycles and I was led to believe that the auto-moto-velo museum at Chatellerault has information about them.   I have a leaflet somewhere!

PHOTOWALK
The Millenium Garden is rather nice and I can imagine sitting on one of the available benches in the sunshine of peaceful solitude reading a book.... 


 Walking at the edge of planted crops to reach the river...


 Along a pea field the tracks of deer or small chevreuil?
 Oh...how did the crow get into the cage... we watched and thought... then saw a dead one in a second cage. Were they bait?  Or had they entered the cage set to catch partridges?  We each wanted to release it but cautious?  Then he opened a door whilst crow or rook sat still until his freedom fighter had returned to a distance.   The black bird cried 'phwew' as he got free!  Hop Hop ... something wrong with a wing or hungry bird needs to gather strength.  We continued looking back seeing him still on the ground.. But then, when we got to the fox or badger holes we saw a rook or crow soaring as if to say 'Thank you".

On the way back two man made lakes seemed much bigger than when I was last there. WE came across a dolmen which was once considered the best in the region but last century it was destroyed. 
PEOPLE!!!
The stones around once marked the limit of the tumulus ... it was once a burial hill...




 As we came to the road it all looked so different.  But there was the wind turbine in the distance.
 And now the uniform holes for plastic doors and windows... and the razing of the countryside...
 Old French stone house

 How to create a wall in a barn...
 Gates of importance...

 all at the crossroads                           at                                                    on the site of



 
 red metal roofs!
 beautiful old shutters and their nailed crossbars...
 how many people ever stayed here?
 ans the gate is secreted from view
 Times of old...








Wednesday 19 November 2014

Not quite a County Show


 
An agricultural event at the Exhibition Park, Poitiers was a display of perhaps Best of Breeds from other shows, yet here the cattle were being judged for Championship of Limousin beef. This gentle giant, Felicien was well tethered, possibly sedated and the Champion male! 
It was free entry - wonderful to keep children happy for part of a wet afternoon. We arrived for a 15e lunch which included wine carafes on the table, refilled as they were emptied. 14 persons to each long table.  I should think at least 300 covers if not more with polite and speedy service to the table. Plastic plates but real glasses and cutlery.  The starter was a salad with probably turkey livers, Main course was a superb faux-filet with a teaspoonful of canned haricots beans and several freshly cooked Charlotte potatoes.  A slice of goats cheese and a yummy sugary factory produced chocolate caramel dessert made us in good cheer to view the animals in their stalls or cages.


 The Poitou de Baudet donkey, an ass, was lovely, as also were the mules.
There were sheep, goats, chickens, geese, rabbits, pigeons, ride on mowers and tractors on display.