In traditional costume the troupe form up, for the Breton Festival of Loctudy. Before the town’s adopted symbol, the Perdrix tower.
Pipes skirl and drums beat. As the parade march from the foreshore into the high street.
With proud smiles, as radiant as the return of summer.
They march toward the church. Bringing townsfolk to their doors. A throng of applauding onlookers at their tail.
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