I walked in springtime in rural France, when it was reasonably common to see baby animals with their mothers.
I can't really toss the word 'Burgundy' in here without some evidence of local wine.
The window frontage is from Cluny in Burgundy- and I saw the vineyard signs when I was heading down towards the Loire River, en route for a fascinating village, Saint-Jean-Saint-Maurice.
Of course walking means water is needed along the way. The Le Puy route in France had many drinking taps/fountains- this one was in Monistrol-d'Allier, not far before a grand ascent. And the statue comes from Logrono in Spain, a city with many and varied sculptures.
This is quite a famous fountain not far from Estella, at Bodegas de Irache where you can get either water or wine. Some tourists in a van were aghast I was only taking water- they took this photo for me- but then along came two cyclists who also filled up with only water. It was far too hot already to be trying out wine during the walking day...
And to finish- some places you remember very well because of the kindness you experienced there. I arrived in Lorca on the Camino Frances in northern Spain on a very warm day (34C or so) with sweat pouring off me. The hospitalero there was the kindest man. In the evening he prepared an evening meal for those who wanted it- and of course, we needed lots of water on such a day.