Whenever someone comes to this part of the world for the first time, we take them to Camon. Officially one of France's most beautiful villages, it's straight out of a story-book. Ancient stone walls, a spectacular abbey-chateau (now a charming hotel) a rose bush beside every front door, this is what the deep south of France is supposed to look like.
We ambled around within (and outside) the stone walls and along the narrow back streets. Cats dozed on windowsills. The sun shone. And, making the most of the last of the summer weather, someone had washed their lace curtains.
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