Recycling

The day the dusty door-enlarging work began, Michelle and I returned from lunch to see these beautiful stones in the back of the builders' lorry. We glanced at each other, and in the same breath said, garden! We brought the trusty wheelbarrow round and began to pick over the detritus, rescuing these stunning rocks from ignominious dumping at the dechetterie to their new home marking borders in the garden. The builder said they were pierres de Pezenas, the local stone. I'm so glad Michelle & I didn't linger at the cafe over another glass of wine and saved them. I think they're really beautiful.