Sixty hectares by the sea in le Morbihan

Sometimes a surprise awaits you on he most ordinary day.   When I left a family party to drop Lutin & Lutine off at pony camp, I expected to return shortly thereafter, finish off the cheese plate that awaited me and spend the afternoon lazily chatting with Arnaud's cousins who were gathered in Locmariaquer.

Once the kids were settled in, I saw apprehension rising in Chloé as she realized she was to mount a double pony, Étoile. What she had been looking forward to all Summer was turning into her biggest fear and I quickly saw my relaxing afternoon drifting out of reach.....

Chloé mounted on Étoile.

Once I let go of the idea of my chair in the sun, spending the afternoon following the kids around on ponies began to be just appealing. And that's where the surprise came in. The pony farm in Crach (Morbihan, Brittany) is set just a few miles away from the house on a private estate of forests, fields and salt marshes.

There are uncounted stone buildinds that clearly haven't been inhabited for years and ruins that got me dreaming if only.....

The kids rode along the salt salt marshes and all the way to where the locks open from the 
Golfe du Morbihan.

Ecolo, a giant Newfoundland was our constant companion.

The big surprise turned out not to be the magnificent hidden estate, but that in just one week my kids were gate jumping and galloping around it. And at the end of the day, someone got to relax.

Lucas takes a break in the sun on Jolie Coeur's back.

Thanks, as always for stopping by. I appreciate your visit and wish you a wonderful weekend. X Jess