Sunday, August 21, 2016
After yesterdays heavy rain a perfect Sunday morning. Low humidity and bright sunshine. The PONs are keen to get out and about and make up for a day spent largely indoors. A few weeks ago we were up and out before six. Now we wait until six thirty and the first promise of light in the sky.
Sophie is in a feisty 'let's chase wild boar' mood. She is kept on her harness.
The donkeys continue to close crop the fallow field by the crossroads. Bob watches them with the confidence of a PON boy who has the situation under control.
There's a full moon this morning. By the time we pass the donkey field it's losing the battle with the morning sun.
Here in the village all is peace. At night the blue and green Christmas lights on the railings above the town hall twinkle away. The Old Farmers star provides guidance to flights arriving into Toulouse from the West. The swaying Jesus in the churchyard has settled into a sustainable 6 degree slant. Best of all the horrid eight year old boy who finds it amusing to annoy the PONs by ringing the bell at the front gate is still staying with his grand parents in Saint-Etienne. Sophie is coming to terms with the fact that the house guests spend much of their day in the pool ( what sort of animal does that ? ). Bob guards and stays up late chatting with his new friends.
So passes another high summer day in deepest, deepest France profonde.