There is something about this photo that warms my heart.
It was taken in the herbalist's room at Habitation (Port royal).
I can just picture someone carefully crushing herbs with that pestle and mortar on the table....
Leaning back on a chair made from the trees outside and a skin from a hunting trip.
If that someone was me they would have discarded the clogs for a few minutes of foot freedom.
Apparently they wore clogs.
I didn't know the French (for it was them who landed at Habitation) used clogs.
Clogs clutter the floor in every room just waiting for visitors to try them out.
There might be a stitching in these three photos some time in the future.