The Legend of Roussillon – a tale of illicit love and a tragic end!
Contributor blog post by Vaucluse Dreamer:
Yesterday morning I cycled up to Roussillon for the weekly market and to sit on the wall enjoying the view and the vivid colours of the Ochre cliffs that define the village.
When I arrived it was lovely & quiet and I popped into the boulangerie to buy breakfast, where I ended up chatting to a couple of ladies about a large group of students, walking around the village apparently carrying out a survey, wondering what they may be asking.
…Continue reading here to find out about the legend of how the cliffs in Roussillon got their ochre colouring. An ancient tale of love and tragedy. But, is it true?
Reading about the magical colours of Roussillon
Via:: Vaucluse Dreamer