A Tuesday noon landscape in the south of France 994 year ago
It was a warm and sunny Tuesday noon in the south of France, 994 years ago. The fields were a vibrant green, dotted with wildflowers and crops ready for harvest. The air was filled with the sweet scents of lavender and thyme, and the sound of birds chirping and the occasional gentle breeze rustling through the trees.In the distance, a small village could be seen with its thatched-roofed houses and a small church with a tall steeple. The nearby river glimmered in the sunlight, and a group of women could be seen washing clothes on its banks.In the fields, farmers worked diligently, tending to their crops and tending to their animals. The sound of their tools clanking against the ground and the occasional laughter could be heard.A group of children played in a nearby meadow, chasing each other and laughing. One of them had a wooden sword in hand, pretending to be a knight on a quest. His friends cheered him on, all dressed in simple tunics and bare feet.A group of travelers on horseback rode by, their colorful cloaks billowing in the wind. They stopped at the village to rest and replenish their supplies before continuing on their journey.As the sun reached its peak, the villagers gathered for a midday meal, sharing bread, cheese, and freshly picked fruits. The smell of roasting meat filled the air, and the sound of lively conversation and laughter echoed through the village.In the distance, the imposing silhouette of a castle could be seen, perched on a hilltop. It was the home of the lord and his family, who ruled over the land and provided protection to the villagers.As the day drew to a close, the sun started to set, painting the sky with shades of orange and pink. The villagers retired to their homes, and the fields fell silent as the animals settled down for the night.It was a peaceful and simple life in the south of