The town hall is open early. The mayor and his unsmiling secretary preparing for the first round of the Presidential elections on Sunday. This year the polling booth ( the mayors office ) will be open from 8.00 am until 7.00 pm. The mayors wife will be providing her honey croissants as sustenance for the tellers. 'There will be three officials in attendance at all times ' says the mayor with great deliberation. A dress rehearsal will be held on Thursday.
The school buses have started running again after the Easter break. The annoying tike and his elder brother are standing, heads low, waiting by the war memorial. They look miserable on this first day of the new term. Glumness made flesh. For a while the village will be spared the sound of their rasping motor bike.
After the farmers warning about a severe drought Angus waters the laurel hedge. The PONs watch him. They enthusiastically lick the drops from the irrigation pipes. Why drink from a bowl when you can drink from an irrigation system ?
The tree peonies past their best. The standard roses coming into bloom.
On our morning walk Angus notices small clouds of pollen dust floating in the air as the PONs barge their way through the long grass. The big car coated in the stuff. Peak allergy season.
Time for a haircut. Bob accompanies me. At the barbers the sickly aspidistra, which doubled up as an ash tray, has finally succumbed to nicotine poisoning. It's been replaced by a small nondescript plant which now stands forlornly in the window. Bob ignores it and settles down in his customary spot and is soon asleep. After wards we go the car wash. Bob enjoys the car wash in a '' I'm glad I'm in here and not out in that weather " sort of way.
Music for a sunny April morning :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9OJ0bsyIryc
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Bertie thinks Bob is brave - he finds the car wash terrifying.
A dress rehearsal?
A ride through the car wash - what fun ! Shaping up to be another best day ever. Our cars have looked like yours for weeks now, and within half an hour of cleaning they are dusty again. We've given up until May !
Hope the PONs don't succumb to the pollen the way our last poor Lab did - she really suffered.
RIP sickly aspidistra. You tried your best.
Three officials at all times for an 11-hour shift! Will there be a stampede and a line at the crack of 8 a.m.? If everybody has voted by noon, will they close down? If there are laggards, will they stay open even from noon to 14h or will they break for lunch and siesta?
There's a certain pleasure in saying "Avi Avital plays Vivaldi. Our Lily is in Bertie's camp when it comes to the car wash, gets a bad case of the shakes.
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Those two brothers are soon unaware that they are having the best years of their life and in paradise no less. Youth is wasted on the young!
We had a super hot summer a couple of years ago in BC, the threat of a forest fire through our extensive ravines was so scary. Hopefully you will get enough rain so as not to worry. Cheers.
A fond farewell to our recurring character, the sickly aspidistra.
We would gladly share our rain with you. We’ve had over 100 inches on the coast of Northern California.
I hope the drought prediction doesn’t hold true for you.
Beautiful pictures of Bob and Sophie.
Yep. That is what our cars look like! Pollen. I have a rule that nothing outside gets cleaned until after Mothers Day. I too will miss the sickly aspidistra. It lived up to its other name of cast iron plant for as long as it could.
Quite understandable.
In a village of 65 registered voters such events are taken with great seriousness.
Looking at the car this morning I wonder why it was washed yesterday !
Even the hardiest aspidistra can absorb only so many cigarette butts.
Young farmers with their combines parked on the village green at opening time. The old folk after lunch. The annoying man who dislikes foreigners and thinks the village should be for the French will show up at one minute before closing time. Happens with every election. Some country routines are unchanging.
An alliterative approach to Avi Avital
The two brothers take the view that on a sunny day they'd prefer to be heading across country on their motorbike rather than learning the rules of French grammar.
We weren't able to get to Big Sur when we were there. Carmel was deserted. Pebble Beach was quiet which was great.
The new plant can look forward to a long and happy life of barber shop living.
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