A tower , ramparts . . . c'est the way of the dream . We are back at the time of king henri iv at Navarrenx . . . .
An old barn in pre , c'est beam . The horses are not distance .
The lush vegetation the pyrenees done son workart . . . c'est the time which passes on the old barn abandoned road to Sauvelade béarn .
The charm the old oak surrounded by die , which stretches its branches as for enlasser old sheepfold in the meadow full bloom . . . what a beautiful image of this béarn . . . . what serenity !
C'est l'automne in ossau . The ' Jean-Pierre ' or peak noon D'Ossau n'a not yet his coat of snow . The horses the pyrenees grazing has his feet and benefit dice l'herbe tender .
L'échauguette or ride , them on old ramparts of navarrenx , capital of béarn and the united d'Henri IV , Roy of france , day before them on pilgrims of highway from st Jacob de compostela .