Can you hear the gentle murmur? That’s the Morbras River, the namesake of Impasse du Morbras. This little street, tucked away in Bonneuil-sur-Marne, holds a secret. It whispers tales of a river that once flowed freely, shaping the lives of those who lived along its banks. The Morbras River begins its journey far from here, in the Forest of Armainvilliers. It travels 17 kilometers, meandering through towns and villages before meeting the Marne River near Impasse du Morbras. The river’s name, Morbras, is derived from “Mortbras” or “dead arm”. This refers to a section of the river that was once a stagnant, almost lifeless offshoot. Imagine the women of La Queue-en-Brie washing clothes in the old wash house, the Morbras flowing beneath their busy hands. The river has always been a vital resource. It provided water for both sustenance and industry. The Moulin d’Amboile in Ormesson-sur-Marne, a historical mill powered by the Morbras, stands as a testament to this legacy. Today, Impasse du Morbras offers a tranquil escape from the bustling city. But the gentle whisper of the river reminds us of its enduring presence. The Morbras continues to shape the landscape, and its story is interwoven with the history of the communities it touches.
Église Notre-Dame de l’Air
Beneath what appears to be a simple stone and wood structure lies a history interwoven with faith aviation and community.