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The abandoned village of Barrières: more photos


The abandoned village of Barrières: more photos
Barrières is an abandoned village in the Lot region, France, close to the lovely village of Miers.

The last inhabitants left in the first stages of the 20th century.

It is searched now and mapped in detail by archeologists and it will be restored to its “most recent state” in years to come.
Photos: about 4 months ago.

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Shadowland


Shadowland
Landscape in Laroque-Montanet, a hamlet entrenched in the French Lot region. The imminent sunset reveals some sort of ‘second awareness’: one part of the landscape bathing in golden afternoon sunlight while nearby shrubs & trees are getting closed in by a tidal wave of darkness.

Photo: about 3 months ago.

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Borde de Brézilhou


Borde de Brézilhou
I found this abandoned house, the “Borde de Brézilhou”, in the “Forêt de Sainte-Colombe”, close to Nébias, in the Aude region, in the South of France.

The house was built deep down in a gorge, far removed from the village of Nébias. 

It is not far removed from a bizarre labyrinth of massed rocks called “Le Labyrinthe”.

It is said that the place was still inhabited at the beginning of the 20th century. 

It remains unclear (to me) what the purpose of the site was. Who were these people? Were they hunters? Forresters? Or border guards? Or is it only one ruined structure left from a hamlet on this rather unlikely spot?

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Return to the abandoned mill close to Gramat (Moulin de Saut)

In August I went back to the abandoned mill close to Gramat, in the Lot region, in France. I was there 2 years ago and at that time I was not aware of the spiritual value of this place.
But I am now.
The site has this quality of literally existing in a parallel world, sort of a timewarp.
You are there, hiking in the 21th century, you sit, motionless, at the end of the 19th century, and you are asleep there in, say the 12th century.
You go there, and the next moment you are fully absorbed by a microcosm that existed 100 years ago. And, in a strange way, it definitely points to the future.
You can come really close to the mill by car if you want to (500m.), although you will have to hike some 10km. if you want to discover other mills in the canyon.
But it would make no difference.
Suddenly, after descending in the narrow valley, it grabs you and you imagine the old miller, carrying a heavy load, a sack of buckweat…and another one…and another one.
And then it gets kind of mystic: the battered stone walls, ferns, gold and green in shady corners, ace of sunlight through the trees, drops of water, so clear, trickling, slowly trickling deep down there…into the pool, that exists in another time, another place.

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