There were 14 of us who came along for this walk which was a favourite of Sandy. What a gorgeous day to marvel at the magnificent autumnal colours - reds and golds galore.
This is the bridge over the Etang des Enfants Noyes, a play on the Dutch word Verdronken (who was really the original owner of a mill on the spot). What an enchanting spot!
Not a breath of wind. Beautiful reflections. Thanks to Deborah for these lovely snaps.
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