Goult, 1 and 2

In April I visited my parents in France, and was blessed with somewhat changeable weather. However, one afternoon my father and I went on a quick visit to a fairly nearby village called Goult (Google Maps) and the clouds parted just long enough for me to fire off nearly 150 pictures in just over an hour (I'm not usually quite so trigger-happy). The main reason for so many shots was the nature of this village with its combination of ancient doorways, buildings springing out of the rock, an extraordinary cemetery and of course the Provencal colourings. I'll let the pictures take over from here...

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