Saturday, January 14, 2017
And so a new routine develops. Everything else stops in The Rickety Old Farmhouse while Sophie gets walked on the village green. To make this mornings walk even more exciting the weather has turned cold. A sudden hail shower sweeps across the valley and coats dog and master in ice. We shelter under the little Lime tree. Real PON weather. Sophie is in seventh heaven. Her master not so much.
The family diva's let off the lead at the gate and walks sure footedly across the courtyard to her water bowl. For the first time in five months we see Sophie and her brother in play mode. Heads down, front paws stretched out, rumps and tails sticking in the air.
A day for checking that all the outside taps are lagged. Sub sub zero temperatures due here on Monday. There might even be a few snow showers. The little stream slowly turning into a little river with all the rain. Its moment of glory will come later in the year when the snow in the high mountains starts to melt and for a few brief weeks it turns into a roaring torrent.
In the supermarket a sign telling shoppers to smile has appeared at the automatic check out desk.
Another one informs us that everything goes better with a little civility. I've seen these signs in the UK and the US but these admonitions to basic good manners are the first I've seen in France. You'd have thought they'd go up at a manned check out desk.