Our Italian friends from Rome, Sergio Bottero and Francesca Tecce were here for a short visit. We went to Ile de Brehat for the day. I slipped into the studio for a few hours of work in the morning while Carl went to pick them up at their b&b.
IIle de Brehat is a little hard to believe. We took a very short boat rid to the island with what look like vacationers who load lots of things by cart onto the boat. Since there are no cars on the island (bicycles and foot traffic only) the residents use carts to carry their loads. Brehat is a fishing village/ vacation community. Foot and bike paths snake all over the island through idealic small farms and stone cottages. There is a joyful attention to detail almost like residents are competing for the best garden and garden gate, window boxes and bright painted doors and windowpanes. The weather was perfect and we walked about 8 miles having to run for the last returning boat.gave them a quick tour of l'abbaye first and then we were off. Driving the back roads of Brittany reminds me of the Wizard of Oz in a way. Incredible endless beautiful farmland. Both Carl and I are surprised to see how much of France is agricultural. In Brittany it seems it is corn, wheat and the beautiful dairy cows.