We set off in a direction we’ve never taken before, driving through the hazy morning sunshine. We stop at a field dappled with cow pats, bordered by a fringe of gold- and copper-leafed oak trees. Tunnels of light entice me into the trees, and a mantle of green darkness folds around me. I am entranced. The oaks are part of a small wood that is for sale—we’re to become landowners it seems…
As my husband, the enigmatic Monsieur V, and I fall back into the rhythm of country life and uncover more of the history of Les Libellules, our 300-year-old house in Burgundy, will all run as smoothly as we hope with the restoration?
‘A truly charming tale that evokes a certain longing for a provincial escape with vivid descriptions that place you right next to the author. Interspersed with recipes, renovation and a deep love of nature.’ Elinor Sheridan, French Property News