Moronville

Passing across the Beauce this afternoon in the heavy rain as I continue my southward journey, I couldn't resist a diversion of just a few kilometres down a side road to see Moronville. It proved to be an atmospheric and really quite agreeable place - a walled manor in the midst of the wild, windswept, almost treeless plain.

There's even a Gite where you can stay if it takes your fancy.