france

there is the romance of southern france. the towering plane trees. the endless rows of vines. the olive trees. and then there is the reality of southern france. where it is more important to generate productivity than beauty all year long. where the mûrier platane tree is hacked back to a knotty crown each year, and where the vines in winter look like black and crooked crucifixes. this is also france. it just doesn’t play well on the promotional brochures. i love both versions

pruned mûrier platane tree