Fête du Printemps

You do not need to wait until May to see the flowers in bloom.

From the moment that March begins signs of Spring are all around. From lighter mornings and evenings, to the multitude of gorgeous flowers, plants and trees emergeing into bloom as soon as the sun begins to shine.

Our Spring delight is of course the Daglan Flower Festival. Which this morning was brimming with vivid colours and intriguingly inviting perfumes of new blooms.
 

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet,
but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

From a song written in the 1930s by Will Holt.

This one on sale today was magnificent.

I love lemons:- Reminders of Lemoncello which we drank for the first time on a very hot day in Sorrento, gorgeous. Lemon flavoured cakes, puddings, main courses the list is endless.
 

Every flower that you could possibly think of was for sale today, plus exotic trees and shrubs, herbs and honey.
 

Hush, you can hear it?
The rustling in the grass.
Bringing you the welcome news that Winter’s day is long past.
Soft, can you feel it?
The warm caressing breeze,
Telling you that the buds are bursting from on the trees.
Look, can you see them?
The primrose, daffodil and rose.
Now you must believe it, Spring is here again.

It Must Be Spring by May Fenn 2014.
 

From Exotic trees and shrubs…

… to gorgeous perfumed roses – and everything in between.
 

All of the proceeds from this cakes, biscuits and drinks stall go to the local schools of Daglan, Castlenaud, and St Cyprian.
 

There was also potpourri mineral, packets of seeds, ornaments, garden equipment, pots and in the Ancien Presbytere, talks and information on orchids and bee keeping.

Not forgetting books for sale in the Salle de Fetes were you could also buy hot or cold drinks.
 
 

Event:-

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Spring is in the air.

Spring is here,
in the air,
you can smell it coming
on the breeze.

It seems a little early but we have seen good signs that spring is just around the corner. It has been a strange February with below freezing temperatures when I get up in the mornings to feed the stray cats (have four now). However, during the course of the morning the temperature rises to 19 or 20C. So a thick sweater is wise in the morning and a light top in the afternoon. It is great getting outside to enjoy the scenery once more.

The first sign of Spring for us is always when the flower lady arrives back in Daglan for the Sunday market,


 

with her gorgeous array of colours.


 
Daffodowndilly by A.A Milne

She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind,
and curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight and shook her yellow head,
and whispered to her neighbour:
“Winter is dead”.
 

Still quite deep and very fast flowing, the River Ceou so sparkling clean for wild life.


 

A gorgeous display of spring flowers in our neighbours garden.


 

Coccus, with their heads turned towards the sun


 

New for spring. Book selves have been placed into the old bus shelter. So that now we have two book exchanges. The other book swap is next to the Marie.


 
 

Events :
My favourite Festival in Sarlat will be held on 16th and 17th March.

Visit this marvelous event to watch and sample the Master Chocolatiers creations.


 
 

Why the Perigord Noir?

This question has been asked by friends, family, tourists and house hunters. The appeal to us, is that this part of the Perigord offers the most stunning landscapes as the Dordogne River cuts through the unspoiled countryside. The landscape changes at every bend in the road and there are amazing sights as you drive past the villages clinging to the rock face.

La Roque-Gageac.
 

There are four distinctive seasons from short Winters where temperatures can reach below freezing (-7 this morning) to blooming Spring and gorgeous hot Summers. Which are reflected in the seasonal produce sold in the many markets of the area.

The cuisine is rich in its diversity from duck, mushrooms, truffles, cheeses, wine, fruit and vegetables. To match this there are the amazing food festivals. this month we see the truffle market in Daglan and the Truffle Festival in Sarlat. Summertime brings the night markets where you can enjoy fresh cooked local food in pleasant surroundings.

Historical features include the many Château’s featuring pigeonniers and of course the many wonderful Beaux villages of the area.

A taster for the first time visitor to this area are Milandes, Castlenaud, Beynac, La Roque-Gageac, Domme, Daglan and Sarlat.

Medieval weekend last Summer held at Château de Castelnaud.
 

Included sword fighting demonstrations.
 

La Mairie de Daglan, Such a beautiful building.
 

Le Tour de Daglan takes a short rest in the village square.
 

Most of all it is always the people that make a place worth visiting time and again, and Daglan is no exception to this rule. You will never meet more friendly and welcoming people who are always willing to help and to make your life here a little bit better by their presence.

The weekly Craft Session.
 
 

The Season Of Mist And Mellow Horses!

Since we moved to live in France we notice the seasons far more than we did in England. We used to live in a fairly large coastal town with little in the way of nature.

Here in Daglan nature is all around us and once again the seasonal changes in and around the village are magnificent. Autumn is here in full and colourful glory and with it come the mist’s of October mornings.

Taken from the graveyard overlooking Daglan as the mist rises to greet the sun over the forest.
 
Golden trees at the rear of the graveyard are just stunning.
 

These deep reds were photographed as Paul and I walked along the lane towards the river Ceou at the side of the Château.
 

The forest in all its glory.
 

I could not believe my eyes, crocuses in bloom!
 

I Just had to stop for a chat.
 

Or two. So gentle and relaxed, magnificent horses. Just what I needed to ease a stressful day.
 

The Château grounds as the sun slowly penetrates through the trees early yesterday morning.
 
 

Event:-Sarlat 21st October, Grande Brocante d’automne. Place de la Grande Rigaudie from eight in the morning.
 
 

There and back again.

Our regular Sunday morning consists of a trip to St Cyprien market with a stop in
Castelnaud-la-Chapelle for a picnic breakfast on the banks of the River Dordogne.

Last Sunday morning the Montgolfier’s were out in force, rising like smoke over the hills.

It must be such a brilliant view across the Ceou valley from the balloons. But not for me, I’m too afraid of heights to open my eyes and admire the vista of the country side below.
 

Arriving in the car park we noticed a new sculpture being worked.
 

Can just see the dog at its masters feet in front of the figure being sculpted.
 

The Summer bunting provides a little shade.
Spots everywhere, there are over 300,000 of these rosettes covering the streets of St Cyprien.
 

On our return I could not resist a sunflower picture.
The brilliant yellow always reminds me of watching the Tour de France on TV when I lived in England.
 
 

Enjoy the sunshine.

Next blog, the Grand Gastronomie market which will be in Daglan this Sunday.