Ah, yes. One of my favorite memories of our days in St. Etienne de Baigorry. Pastures of sheep and cows. This shot was captured by my father-in-law straight through his windshield as we were headed back to the Château. I loved also hearing the goats' bells softly clanging even late into the evening. It gave me the same cozy feeling I had experienced hearing the sea lions yelp in Monterey, California years before.
More detailed travelogue to come, as time permits. Ha! Next time we'll discuss the dizzying joys of the Pyrénées and the aquatic and culinary delights of Biarritz.