I don’t know if it was one of the network of signal towers used to transmit messages across France in Napoleonic times. The neighbouring big town also has a similar tower, but there is no line of sight between the two as far as I can see.
The tower has always been closed when I have climbed up to it in the past. There are now 4 round holes in the walls, where the clock faces used to be. Well, I don’t know where the hands and other bits are, but the clock faces are stacked on top of each other on the grass.
clocked off |
I stood on the hill with white butterflies fluttering around and bees buzzing by. The recent sunny November weather must be confusing the insect life. Certainly the flies are back in number in the classrooms.
From the hill you get a good view of the village and the surrounding hills. Here is one of the views, looking back towards the cemetery with its two plane trees? Still standing up straight like 2 sentries, with their green foliage still intact amidst the autumnal colours.
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