For Bob and Sophie a day for paddling in the stream, playing with sticks and dreaming of croissants. For the Old Farmer a day for arranging a system of ropes and pulleys to hoist the Christmas star into place.
Eight thirty at night. The repainted, rewired, re-bulbed star is ready and in place. The switch is pulled and what seems like a million megawatts of light fills the sky. Bob and Sophie sit quietly in the courtyard, heads craned upwards, watching . There is something about seeing sheepdogs and stars together - a combination that says all will be well with the world.
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A lovely picture you have painted Angus, of two PON's silently watching a beautiful star in the sky.
At least the Toulouse pilots have a guiding light for safe landings during the holiday season.
Yes that star is even more spectacular than I had imagined.
Cheers, Gail (just back from a fraught Paris meeting with dark men in dark suits, and pleased to see that all is well in France Profonde).
Your thoughts remind me of your Christmas card a few years ago....
They way you tell our daily PON-derings just "Ponderfue" - from all of us a big smile Susanne, Daisy, Kiri and Dandy - the gentlecat
Wow! That might be shining on his father's
tombstone all the way in Belarus.
That is quite a star. Now if I go up to one of the windows in the attic, I think I can just see it!
Lovely picture of Sophie-Pon x
How special! It is beautiful, and somehow two sheepdog watching makes it even more poignant.
My Shetland Sheepdog agrees! ;)
My wire looking up and my angel wire looking down both agree. As do I!
Ponderful...
That is an impressive star!
XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy
yes. sheepdogs and stars. all will be well.
what a silent and beautiful thought angus.
xo
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