Art thou pale for weariness
of climbing heaven and gazing on the Earth
wandering companion less
among the stars that have a different birth,
and ever changing like a joyless eye
that finds no object worth its constancy.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Last night we camped in the village of Sereilhac, some maybe 20 miles south west of Limoges. The temperature all day hovered around 30°C ! ...