Bob wakes with the irrepressible belief that this is going to be an outstanding day. New faces, new places and new experiences are in store. Complete strangers may come up and say hello. There may be sausages. A cold wet nose finds its way into Angus's ear at 6:00 am. A tail thwack-thwack-thwacks against the bedside table. In fact Bobs tail is a near constantly moving appendage.
Sophie has a more focused approach to a Wednesday morning. A walk and then a lengthy trip to the bakers are what she has in mind. Perhaps afterwards a tickle and a game of throw the Furry Fox ? Maybe, later, a dessicated vole ?
The air near freezing this morning. The sun saunters slowly into the shimmering sky. The perigee moon ( The Font informs me that it's just past the closest point on its elliptical orbit ) stands proud behind us. Another one set for December 3rd.
All the fields ploughed. Some planted with winter wheat. I've never known a part of the world as blessed with soil and temperate climate.
The two new horses in the field by the crossroads seem uninterested in the PONs.
The bakers has run out of croissants ! There was no butter to make more than a couple of dozen. I ask the bakers wife whether she'd use margarine. A look of profound disgust crosses her face. '' Monsieur a croissant can only be made with French butter. If you want something cheaper go to a supermarket ". That's me told ! Despite their owners vulgarity Bob and Sophie get given some choux pastry.
Yuccas in full bloom on the roundabout by the hardware store. The exotic and the mundane.
Some Twitter threads are thought provoking and challenging - : https://twitter.com/b_judah/status/927885258187591680
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The shimmering sky photo is outstanding.
Very interesting Twitter thread - thanks.
Perhaps we could send some butter from Australia for the croissants
Hari OM
When the croissants go the world is in strife... YAM xx
We have a choice here - butter or margarine croissants. I only go for the butter ones, so no idea how the others taste, but they seem to sell well, to those who are concerned about their health.
Bob's country is beautiful in all it's Seasons.
These clear blue skies mean cold nights. Don't know about west of TLS but east is very windy at the moment. Out of the north. Brrr.
Excellent Twitter thread.
Hmm maybe I should start stocking up on Presidents butter before we run out.. love the pictures and Bobs’ attitude is an inspiration,
Bob certainly looks more focused. He must have had a serious fringe trim.
Such interesting insights from Mr. Judah. The administration of our "garden variety kleptocrat" suffered quite a setback in yesterday's elections. Another advantage for President Xi.
It’s simply amazing the things I learn here. I only thought I knew about perigee and apogee; your remarks prompted further reading. The Twitter thread was quite interesting, too. Perhaps not how America and Britain prefer to see themselves.
Shimmering skies = cold weather. Time to get out the woolly hat.
It seems having tripled to reach the level of E7200 ton the price is now coming down as demand slumps. The things you learn living in a French farming community !
A world without croissants ?
I've seen sunflower oil croissants here but only in supermarkets and in catering pack sizes.
Still enjoying calm nights and Atlantic sunshine but a ( big ) change is on the way. I'm betting we'll light our first fire of the year this weekend.
Bob is happiness on legs. Quite remarkable.
A serious fringe trim. His hair I notice is the same shade as the Chinese politburos. I'm told these sprightly Beijing 60 somethings dye it to look vigorous.
America can recover what Brexit is doing to the Brits I'm not so sure about.
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