Who would believe we're into the second half of the year ? Angus seems more surprised by this than Bob.
On our morning walk we meet the mayor busily weeding the flower borders and watering the roses ahead of the visit by the 'Beautiful Village' judges. He tells me the workmen are due to start work on the 'Swaying Jesus' which is now not so much swaying as leaning forward at an ever more alarming angle. The concrete that holds the down beam in place is suffering from concrete cancer . The statue will need to be winched out and new concrete poured. The angle of the lean has worsened in the recent rains and the stone slabs at the top of the plinth are now buckling upwards and outwards.
The painters have finally finished the church porch. This should have been done three years ago. A divorce, an illness, pressure of work and various other, ever more creative excuses, were used by the decorators to postpone starting work. Thankfully, the job has been well done. The colour - Farrow and Ball 'Clunch' is just right. Not as stark as white but not so colourful that your eyes are drawn away from the frescoes inside.
The mayor - and his dog - return to their gardening. The mayors dog is very taken with Sophie. His interest is not returned. She emits a gurgling growl that is decidedly unladylike.
At the bakers a rather humdrum collection of fruit pies. This mornings croissants are particularly good - crisp and fresh. Bob and Sophie - if wagging tails are anything to go by - agree.
Esoteric link of the day. Rain on Mars : https://www.ethz.ch/en/news-and-events/eth-news/news/2018/06/geometrie-von-mars-flusstaelern.html
9 comments:
Will there be any attempt to set the tilting Jesus straight? And does France have a Farrow and Ball equivalent? And which pie to chose?
So many questions!
It is lucky that you do not have many earthquakes in rural France - Jesus does not look very safe on his perch. Hmmm we are not tempted by the pies either - come on Mr Baker we need to see a bit more variety.
One thinks that it would be a special type of dog that would tempt Miss Sophie - we wonder what her type would be?
Sadly the pies don't look in the least bit appetising, just thrown together quickly, so I'd give them a miss too.
Yes, I wonder what type of dog would win Sophie's heart. My Lab. Inca, gives every canine a wide miss wherever possible, so maybe Sophie is the same?
Is the mayor wearing a suit jacket to garden?
Of course. However, he is shirtless under the jacket.
Age and breed are unimportant but Sophie would like a dog that would give up his dinner for her. In fact she'd really fall for a male companion who didn't eat at all and was handy at filling empty yogurt pots.
Sophie is not naturally friendly with other dogs. Bob by contrast is.
Poor Jesus does look as though he's about to fall flat on his face. I do hope that isn't "Clunch" all over the floor tiles. Now that the painting is done, can the wallpapering be far behind?
The now tilting Jesus seems to be preparing to leap from the cross; it has taken on a decidedly alarming appearance. A nice photo of the mayor (who looks nattily attired, by the way). Oh anything - just anything - from your bakery would be fine. And I always have a good chuckle following the adventures of Lamb on a Rope. Stephanie in Northern California (where the sun is shining a little too brightly this week)
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