A record of those unimportant little things that are too important to be forgotten.
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
Tomorrow is always the busiest day of the week.
Bright sunshine. The roses starting to come into bud. A sure sign that ice and snow are on their way.
Bob and Sophie spend their day in the garden. Lopping, nibbling and digging their specialities. My New Years resolution is to get the garden under control. Or, rather, that's 'the font's' New Year resolution for me. Mine is to get a season ticket to watch the Toulouse rugby team.
There's a strong wind whipping off the Bay of Biscay. After a couple of hours outside Bob and Sophie's coats have doubled in size. Fluff dried PON's. They come inside for lunch, doze for an hour, then hare around the garden.There's something about the strong wind that excites them.
The district nurse now visiting the very old farmer four times a day. This may explain why the geese have again escaped from his paddock and can be found milling around on the far bank of the stream. Bob and Sophie make a tactical retreat to the orchard.
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9 comments:
Am wondering what New Year Resolution you made for 'the font' (and she for herself).
Cheers, Gail.
Good move...PONs. Geese are mean.
We, too, think that the roses have been fooled and ice is coming.
XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy
Sounds like a wonderful fun-filled day for the PON duo...."fluff-dried PON's" painted a perfect picture.
Hope the old farmer regains some of his strength soon.
With your two willing helpers I'm sure 'the font' is right and you'll soon have the garden under control - although what 'control' that might actually mean could be up for debate !
I have a feeling Bob and Sophie can get that rose garden under control for you in no time now that they have tree pruning mastered!
If only we could get them to cut the grass them we wouldn't need a gardener !
Sophie looks rather grumpy - a rugby match may cheer her up
Hoping the very old farmer will be OK.
xxx Joan
The cats also get "the wind up their tails"...they rush about the house like crazy feline whirling dervishes! Up and down four flights of stairs without stopping!!
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