And so we’ve arrived at Cassaignes (I’m writing this on the 10th). We drove yesterday from Saint-Jean-du-Gard, a fairly easy drive in comparison to some of the ones we made in the days before, a drive that took us south and west in Languedoc-Cassaignes, past Montpelier. K. and W. took back roads instead of the interstate for most of the trip, and it was wonderful to see the countryside, which soon changed from the heavily wooded countryside of the Cévennes to vineyard following vineyard as the climate seemed to become hotter and drier the further south and west we drove. The plantings of Russian sage I first saw in Provence are everywhere in southern France, too, and in Languedoc-Roussillon, beautiful roses in many gardens and, in one village we drove through, framing a doorway and blooming so profusely that at first they seemed artificial.
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