Cedar of Cabrières
When I first decided to move to Provence on a more permanent basis in 2017, I reached out to Rosie and Carlo, friends from South Africa who had settled in a village called Cabrières d’Avignon, many years prior.
They kindly offered for me to stay with them for a few weeks until I found my feet which was magic. Cabrières d’Avignon is a beautiful little village with not much going on besides a tiny little shop of fresh produce and wine, of course, and a cedar forest.
The forest quickly became my favourite place. They were quiet, fragrant and full of the textures and colours of Provençale vegetation. I made a point of exploring as many of the tails I could find. I later rented a tiny cottage in the village from Pierre and he also guided me towards some magical trails.
One of my favourite times to hike was around sunset. The light from the setting sun would deepen as it approached the horizon which made for little spots of almost fluorescent reds, pinks and oranges on the trees where the rays found their ways through the gaps between the trees.
I captured a kiss of sunset on this little tree as a reminder of that time.
When I first decided to move to Provence on a more permanent basis in 2017, I reached out to Rosie and Carlo, friends from South Africa who had settled in a village called Cabrières d’Avignon, many years prior.
They kindly offered for me to stay with them for a few weeks until I found my feet which was magic. Cabrières d’Avignon is a beautiful little village with not much going on besides a tiny little shop of fresh produce and wine, of course, and a cedar forest.
The forest quickly became my favourite place. They were quiet, fragrant and full of the textures and colours of Provençale vegetation. I made a point of exploring as many of the tails I could find. I later rented a tiny cottage in the village from Pierre and he also guided me towards some magical trails.
One of my favourite times to hike was around sunset. The light from the setting sun would deepen as it approached the horizon which made for little spots of almost fluorescent reds, pinks and oranges on the trees where the rays found their ways through the gaps between the trees.
I captured a kiss of sunset on this little tree as a reminder of that time.
When I first decided to move to Provence on a more permanent basis in 2017, I reached out to Rosie and Carlo, friends from South Africa who had settled in a village called Cabrières d’Avignon, many years prior.
They kindly offered for me to stay with them for a few weeks until I found my feet which was magic. Cabrières d’Avignon is a beautiful little village with not much going on besides a tiny little shop of fresh produce and wine, of course, and a cedar forest.
The forest quickly became my favourite place. They were quiet, fragrant and full of the textures and colours of Provençale vegetation. I made a point of exploring as many of the tails I could find. I later rented a tiny cottage in the village from Pierre and he also guided me towards some magical trails.
One of my favourite times to hike was around sunset. The light from the setting sun would deepen as it approached the horizon which made for little spots of almost fluorescent reds, pinks and oranges on the trees where the rays found their ways through the gaps between the trees.
I captured a kiss of sunset on this little tree as a reminder of that time.
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