Franco Fridays: The Cliffs at Etretat

After leaving Monet's garden, KJ and I continued our journey through a beautiful Normandy Spring.

Besides the fields of gold, the apple orchards were all in bloom.  

I was so very tired from having not much sleep the night before that I fell asleep to the tune of our France playlist we made before we left; KJ had to wake me up so I could stumble sleepily from the car to this amazing sight.

 I know.  It's breathtaking.  It was also very cold and extremely windy.  

Before our trip, not really knowing what I would want to see in France, I perused Pinterest for pictures of beautiful places.  I found a picture of this place, and with the help of Google Maps, KJ found it for me.  It felt like a special gift.

Looking at that picture almost makes me feel like I'm falling.

There's a nice little chapel looking over the English Channel here.  I was a little bummed that England was so close yet still beyond my reach. ;)

My yellow sweater hood looks pretty ridiculous, but here's what happened without it.

I believe there is a golf course near here; I can only hope the wind doesn't blow quite so hard there?  Also, for those used to their grass dying in the summer and winter, nothing equals the grass in this climate.

This is the kind of place you'd want to stay for hours just soaking in its beauty...but it really was quite cold.

I liked seeing the birds sheltering from the wind in the cleft of the rock.  It reminds me of Moses and the old hymn, "He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock."

"A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord,

He taketh my burden away,

He holdeth me up and I shall not be moved,

He giveth me strength as my day."