Having experienced the jaw dropping moment of a sunrise in the lavender fields of Provence, we were always going to be curious about sunset.
So the very next day, after hours spent with our noses in books beside the pool we packed a hamper and made for the hills.
Spreading out our picnic blanket and making a home for ourselves in a small clearing, right in the middle of our favourite lavender field.
I may not have rustled up my finest picnic, but the view was second to none!
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Naturally I popped open a bottle of local pink, and poured us both a big glass of that sunset!
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Completely overwhelmed by the moment and giggling away between ourselves.
We each took up a cushion and tucked into our blanket feast.
Smelly cheese, crusty bread, sweet peaches, sausages, anchovy paté and left over chicken (from this recipe made the night before, always a winner).
We watched as the sun slipped slowly into the lavender and greeted the moon as it rose to take her place.
The sky changed from blue to pink to purple to orange, all in the blink of an eye.
We watched on, spellbound.
Running and dancing through the alleys of lavender.
Finally snuggling down on the rug to see off the last of the rosé in the last of the light.
If you make it to Provence before the lavender harvest next summer, please promise me you’ll take a picnic to the fields for sunset?
This is my favourite spot, feel free to make it your own!
