Our home in Daglan stands at Place de la Fontaine, or the Place of the Spring. La fontaine is a natural spring, but not a terribly impressive one. Normally it has barely enough water bubbling up from the earth to create a slight ripple on the surface; then the water flows out the back of the concrete structure holding it, and makes its way towards the Céou River.
But the story this year so far has been rain — and while the Dordogne (Daglan’s département) hasn’t been hit as hard as the U.K. and areas of France farther south and west of us, we’ve had more than our share. No serious flooding here, but the rivers are about as full as they can get without overflowing their banks.
The rain has even affected our spring. Although I’m not sure about the science, I suspect that some of the the water pouring down onto the limestone hills around us makes its way underground and then comes back up again at our spring. The result is that our normally silent spring now makes the somewhat musical sound of gushing water.
Here’s a look at the spring this evening (at about six p.m., which shows you that our days now are definitely getting longer):
And here’s a view of the back of the spring, showing the water tumbling out and then spreading out into a bit of a pond as it heads for the Céou, a tributary of the mighty Dordogne River:
By the look of things, I think we can expect a very green spring this year. Oh, and the weather forecast? More rain to come over the next several days.