Dans la forêt et dans la plaine
English version below the picures
Avant de pénétrer dans la forêt ,notre premier petit-fils Simon donne aux chiens ses instructions. . Ces chiens appartiennent à notre fille ainée Carole , la duchesse . Il s’agit d’être discipliné. La photo montre comnbien ils sont attentifs.
Before entering the forest, our first grandson Simon gives the dogs his instructions. . These dogs belong to our eldest daughter Carole, the Duchess. It’s about being disciplined. The photo shows how attentive they are.
Cette foret est magique . Elle offre de beaux hêtres et des magnifiques champignons tels que russules, lactaires , polypores . Il y a de quoi s’émerveiller et de méditer quand on progresse à pied ou à cheval sous ces hautes ogives vertes
This forest is magic. It offers beautiful beeches and magnificent mushrooms such as russulas, lactaria, polypores..… There is something to marvel at and to meditate on when progressing on foot or on horseback under these tall green arches.
Et quand on sort de cette forêt on s’extasie devant le spectacle d’un champ de blé :
Les blés d’or .
“Mignonne, quand le soir descendra sur la terre
Et que le rossignol viendra chanter encore
Quand le vent soufflera sur la verte bruyère
Nous irons écouter la chanson des blés d’or
Nous irons écouter la chanson des blés d’or”( très vieux chant français )
Oui la nature est là qui t’attend et qui t’aime disait le poète Lamartine
And when we leave this forest we are ecstatic in front of the spectacle of a wheat field:
The golden wheat.
Darling , when the evening descends on the earth
And that the nightingale will come and sing again
When the wind blows on the green heather
We will go listen to the song of the golden wheat
We will go and listen to the song of the golden wheat “ (very old French song )
“Yes nature is there waiting for you and who loves you” the poet Lamartine said.
Photos by Carole Fauquet
wow what an adventure Michel, a forest with the dogs, grandson, beech and mushrooms plus wheat … a really marvellous day out for you! I used to walk through the wheat fields in northern India, so they bring back fond memories for me 🙂
The weat fields are quite a symbol and remain in the memoriess, Kate ❤
for sure, that golden swishing sound reminds us where our bread comes from!
Bread from wheat was the basis of the food
exactly, the reliable staple!
Yes but moreless threatened in part this year because too much rains in June and beginning of July in northern Fraance
aha I hadn’t realised, so glad this crop was so healthy!
They say that the wheat yield will be less good than in previous years in many regions of France
yes our crops are also struggling with rapid weather changes and lack of slave labour to harvest it …
However I knew an old time whan the harvest was made with horses and asked a lot of people not slaves but volunteeres !:) I worked at this too !:) And I keep special memories . But it is true all is changed now . Too much immense fields , all is mechanised !
so glad you have those wonderful memories, they are a blessing for all who have lived well 🙂
Life was hard at this time , Kate,but I have the feeling it was happier than now.
yes, you’re lived to see the changes 🙂
I agree , Kate .
Une description émouvante!
J’aime bien les mots du vieux chant, bien qu’ils soyent un peu tristes.
Merci Michel.
Mes parents chantaient ce vieux chant , Annalisa , et bien d’autres encore ❤
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That wheat photo is glorious!!
The red mushroom (which I didn’t know was a real kind of mushroom) looks magical in the clover.
Your pride in your family and your enjoyment in your adventure show through in your post.
I tried through my post to express the feelings we have in forest and at the edges of the fields . I feel their song and poetry ❤
The dogs are really paying attention! 😊
Yes Gail , they are intelligent dogs ! 🙂
This is so beautiful, the song is evocative and melancholy in its way. A delightful visit here today. Sending love, ❤️
Glad you love it, Holly . Are not forest and golden fields always inspiring ? ❤
Yes, they are mother nature’s gift!❤️
I know Holly you are a nature lover and especially of the sea shore ! 🙂
I am, but I love forests and gardens and the beautiful photographs you share with us. ❤️
Thank you, Holly. ❤
I laughed when I read “Yes nature is there waiting for you and who loves you”, because when I’m competing with the pests in the garden, nature doesn’t seem to love me that much. What beautiful dogs! We need more of the Duchess’ photos. She’s a talented photographer.
Sometime, Judy, Lady Nature has to be helped !! 🙂 ❤
That wheat looks amazing! I would love to hear their song. The dogs ate beautiful—so it the mushroom! Do you eat these mushrooms?
In the past, Caroline, I ate some mushrooms but now my memory has a lot of work to do ! 🙂 However I find my pleasure to identfy them ! ❤
Love the wheat picture. Kansas is know as the wheat state.
So, perhaps you thought to be at home ? 🙂 Do you carry some wheat with the truck?
When we ar we not hauling fuel we do haul wheat.
In the truck the wheat smell is certainly better than the the fuel one ! 🙂
Gasoline is worse than diesel for sure.
And it is more dangerous.
Yes it is.
Yes, nature is there waiting for you and who loves you. I’ve been exploring parks, gardens and zoos lately, as we can’t travel overseas. And I must say nature is magnificent. I recently got to see a lion, tiger, rhino and elephant up close, and I marvelled at the size and strength of these animals. There is a raw beauty in these creatures.
We never stop admiring and studying creation, Suzy. ❤
Beautiful! All of it…
Yes Susan, Nature is beautiful.
Oh to walk in the country again. My childhood was spent in forest areas around Grandparents farms. I loved the still of them.
That mushroom looks like a stray ball. btw not so sure the dogs were listening. lol
Were the dogs listening ? They look like but ….! 🙂
The food that the earth provides is a great gift to us!
Yes ,we can be grateful , Nancy.
Beautiful post…photos, narration, song. all are very uplifting! Thank you for sharing your adventure. ❤ ❤ ❤ Much love to you and your family, Michel!
Glad , Cherryl, this small post brings you some comfort. ❤
The dogs are wonderful! I love the sound of wheat whispering in the fields – it sounds to me like angels!
The sound of wheat whispering is a song of hope , Val. ❤
Just gorgeous!!!
BTW, is your daughter really a duchess?
No she is not a duchess ! 🙂 It is me who calls her like that . Probably because she has the style! 🙂
😂 ♥️
Thanks ❤
It looks like the dogs will need a good bath after their visit to the forest.
Pri,cipally when there is a small pond on their way !! 🙂 or after a rain!
Simon has a beautiful and rapt audience! 😉
Yes, the forest is magical! And wheat fields do sing. What a beautiful French song you shared, Michel.
Thank you for sharing the Duchess’ photos with us.
(((HUGS)))
Yes it looks like Simon knows how to speak to the animals and he is very helpful.
Do you have a forest and wheat fields near your home, Carolyn? ❤
We live in the mountains so we have forest. We do not have wheat fields. But I’ve seen them when visiting relatives who farm. 🙂
I remembered Carolyn you lived in a montaneous area but in some mounatins we can find ancient fields
Salut Michel.
Il semble que les chiens comprennent les instructions. J’ai été étonné de tout ce qu’il y avait à voir dans cette excursion. Merci pour les belles photos. Bonne journée. Amitié, Matti
Comme tu le fais , il faut avoir l’ esprit curieux et l’oeil vif pour découvrir toutes la rchesses de la nature, Matti.
Oui, c’est ça! Matti
quel âge a Simon? il n’est plus PETIT(-fils), ha ha…
j’adore les goldens! j’ai eu “Brighton” – il était un golden. je l’aimais beacoup > quel bel aventure!
Simon a 31 ans . C ‘est notre deuxième petit -enfants ( sur 15)
Oui le goldens sont très affectueux . Autrefois nous avons eu u chien, c’était un épagneul breton. .
Lovely post Michel. The dogs are awesome, seems like they love your grandon.
The dogs are kind and filled with life , Angy. ❤
Adoro il tuo scritto ma molto la bellezza dei cani!!!
💚🦋🐶🐶🐶
Sì, Sherazade, il cane è un compagno devoto e leale. Possiedi un cane? ❤
Certo! La mia adorata amorevole intelligente Sally, Jack Russel di 10 anni
Il tuo Jack Russel sembra così sveglio e sempre pronto. Grazie per questa bellissima foto, Sherazade
Mon plaisir 🐶
Merci, Sherazade. ❤
bonjour Michel,
toujours belle cette chanson rétro “les blés d’or” !
Un champ de blé d’or fait toujours chaud au coeur, celui de ta photo est bien fourni !
mais en alsace, j’ai remarqué que cet été il est moins beau, peut-être à cause du trop de pluie !
bises !
Oui il y a eu trop de pluie dans les “Hauts-de -France” aussi en Juin et début Juillet et on annonce un rendement inférieur à celui de l’ an passé , Maidy.
mais cette année, il y avait énormément de coquelicots et de bleuets dans les champs de blé … c’était magnifique.
Tu as raison , Maaidy,c’était une véritable invasion de coquelicots , fleur qui avait frappé les combattants durant la guerre 1914-1918 dans la région d’Albert dans la Somme
A beautiful post, Michel! A wonderful trip through the forest, and I love the old French song!
Much love to you and the family, ❤
Lavinia
In the past, Lavinia, there were nature related French songs about oaks, poplars and of course golden wheat ! When I was young those songs still were sung a lot but nowadays they are forgtten. ❤
I will learn some and help keep them alive. Tell me where to find them. ❤
I will search them , Lavinia . ❤
The wheat looks really golden. I was amazed by the mushroom too. I have never seen anything like that. Is it an edible mushroom?
I did not see myself this mushroom but I know the forest where the photo has been taken . I think it is a Russula and perhaps Russula emetica , . We cannot eat it ( not digestible ) ! ❤
I feel happiness and joy in this post! >3
Forest and immense wheat field are like the grand Ocean, Nancy. ❤
I think my first note did not go through.
Please enjoy your week! 🌹
Rachel
You are right Rachel ,I did not see your first comment . But I am glad with this one . ❤
Beautiful Michel! I marvel at God’s creation!
I think so, Gayle . Thanks for your visit ❤
Belle entrée Papa j j’espère que le temps s ameliore je vous souhaite un bon dimanche je vous embrasse carole
Hier Saamedi après-midi on a eu de grosses pluies ici. j ‘ espère que voous avez été épargnés .. Vous devez être en ce moment sur la voie du retour.
Lovely photo of your grandson with the dogs. 🙂 I only ever walk my dogs on lead (long lead) in the forest/bush around our house – too many hopping kangaroos around! 😀
No Kangaroos here Marion here in Northern Frace 🙂 and my daughter ” the duchess” makes her horse and her dogs walking everywhere !! 🙂 under control of course .
Hi Michel, I love how you combined nature and photography and poetry in this. I remembered the rustling sound of a wheat field in the wind as I read the poem.
I hope you are well.
Love, Christine 💜
Your comment brings to me a great pleasure , Christine . I am reassured .
Lovely post. I immediately started to remember the Ronsard poem: Mignonne, allons voire si la rose qui ce matin avait déclose sa robe de pourpre au soleil… etc. Thank you for the memory!
Glad to read this post inspired you, Hilary. Compliments to memorize so well the French language . ❤
What a great photo of the dogs , they are ready for their instructions from their Master. Hope you are well 🙂
Yes , Julie , those dogs got a good education ! 🙂
AH..I could literally feel how it was for you to be in each place. The dogs..so attentive. I love that photo. There’s something special about being in the wood/forest with all it’s trees/bushes/etc and then the wheat field. So lovely. That mushroom..I’ve never seen one like it. Beautiful. Hope all is well with you and yours. ❤
I am glad, Elizabeth you share with me the love of the nature : animals, forests and fields.
That’s a marvelous mushroom. I never get away from urban areas, so I never see really interesting ones. But you do see some shelf mushrooms in town occasionally (polypores), and I think it is possible to find morels in this geographic area (morilles, Morchella).
Yes Neil, shelf mushrooms love the old wood and so we may find them in town .
Yes morilles are growing in the forest of our region and also in England
A very lovely post Michel.
The dogs are wonderful, and the forest beautiful.
I especially love the song about the wheat. I was born and raised in the Canadian prairies.
The wheat is life!
I am glad to read you loved the French song ” la chanson des blés d’or”
“Your heart sang this song” recalling you your childhood ❤
Une forêt, des champs (chants) de blé, poésie infinie de la nature appréciée et des humains et des animaux. Vive notre jolie planète terre !
Amitiés, AM
La forêt est un enchantement mais ellle devrait être mieux protégée
The beauty that is expressed reaches inward…French is the language of poetry.
Merci…
votre amie…toujour
Francoise.
I am relieved to read your comment ,Françoise . ❤
Tudy Flansburg said:
The dogs look like they get good exercise. I tired dog is a good dog