France Day 7 : Argentine

No, I haven't swanned off to South America overnight. Argentine is a tiny little hamlet we passed through this morning while walking Mabel.

I love the typical rural French architecture, but a lot of the buildings look quite  run-down and it's sometimes difficult to know whether or not they are inhabited. This charming house, with motor-bike and bicycle parked outside, obviously is; the building behind it, with the blue tarpaulin, probably isn't!