The sleepy windswept coastal village of Talmont in South Western France, knows how to please the eye, the soul, and the heart.
Not for them, the grand buildings and ornate lamps of the big cities.
Just simple white and ecru, accented with the blue of the ocean, and the soft green of the native flora.
A visit here is a salve for the soul of the weary traveller. Perched on the sea, in South Western France, it's a little off the beaten track, but well worth a visit.
There are markets here on the weekends, but as a weekday visitor, we were privileged to wander the tiny streets, unencumbered by crowds.
We loved the single geranium, the French lavender, the climbing rose, used with restraint to embellish the humble homes here. The residents of Talmont work with their harsh oceanfront conditions and display a commendable minimalism in their external presentation of their pretty cottages.
An odd treat, was a visit to the tiny cemetery that occupies the prime oceanfront view in the village.
Nestled inside rock walls, in front of their sweet chapel, who could resist wandering and absorbing the loving care with which these tiny memorials are maintained.
Can you imagine a prettier spot to be laid to rest?
Each memorial features numerous loving tributes carved from stone, or fashioned from ceramic with messages of commemoration and affection...
This one says ....
"Songbird, if you fly over the falls, sing your sweetest song"...
A truly moving and memorable stop for us.
Perhaps when my time comes, I too, could be laid to rest in pretty Talmont...