Daglan lies in the valley of the Céou River, surrounded by forested hills. So we’ve become used to our days often starting off misty, before the sun is able to penetrate the valley and burn off the fog. For some reason, the difference between our village and the areas around us was especially acute today.
We left Daglan around 9:30 this morning to help a friend load firewood into her van. Our destination was a farm at Pont Carral, a hamlet about 13 kilometres south and east of the village. As we drove out of Daglan, the fog was thick.
But as we passed through Bouzic, sunshine was streaming down. And when we reached Pont Carral, the day was beautiful — sunny, crisp, cold and clear. Here’s one house right at the intersection where the D-6 meets the D-673, the main road into Gourdon:
As we returned to Daglan later that morning, we started seeing low-lying clouds of fog over several of the smaller valleys. And in Daglan itself, there was mist everywhere. Here’s a view from our house up to the church, just after noon:
It wasn’t until almost 2 p.m. that our fog lifted, and we could enjoy another beautiful, sunny day.