It is raining here in Daglan, quite heavily, this afternoon. It was raining here this morning. But some time before noon today, the rain stopped for an hour or two and the sun appeared — so I made my escape from the house and went for a drive.
Core residents of the Greater Daglan Area will know of the little humpback bridge that crosses the Céou River on a road that leads up to Le Peyruzel. It’s an old stone bridge that’s become fairly dilapidated over the years, with the metal railings on top somewhat bent out of shape.
During the summer, you can stop on top of the little bridge and see a few pools of water that, often, aren’t even connected. That’s because things can get so dry in July and August that the river stops being, well, a river. But what a change a few million litres of rain will make, like this:
Here’s how the river looks now, as it races around the bend, heading for the bridge:
I can’t begin to imagine how much the water has risen since last summer — 10-fold? 100-fold? 1,000-fold? Nevertheless, it’s tempting to be more poetic and describe our little stone-and-metal construction as “A Bridge Over Trebled Waters.” (How cute is that?)