Amble is a lovely word, it’s the speed I move at these days.  After a lifetime of ambling round the place, I can now claim the title of Flaneur.  I stroll without purpose, seeing things that people in a hurry never notice.  I can absorb the character of a place more easily. I do see beautiful things, some of them are in the guidebooks. I also see striking things… the modern flaneur is never without a camera.

Things I’ve seen while ambling recently…. Not seen, or at least noticed before.

 

Figeac & Viviez, France