Bob is in one of his absent minded moods. He finds a scent on a tree, gets immersed in the excitement, realizes we've moved on and then rushes to catch up. So it goes on all the way down the lane. This morning his sister gets to the storm drain well ahead of him. She sits beside me to discuss the pros and cons of North Korean denuclearization. After thirty seconds she wanders off in search of some enticing deer poo. For the family diva World affairs take second place to instant gratification. It's the school holidays so no school bus today, or for the next two weeks. We wave at the young garagiste, two farmers in white vans and the green Toyota Land Cruiser with the Westie that stands snarling and doing cart wheels at the back window.
On our way home a lengthy - and in Sophie's case noisy - drink from the small pond by the horse field.
After breakfast Sophie glares at her ( and Bobs ) yogurt pots. They won't refill themselves. She yelps in irritation.
Gariguettes in the greengrocers. Amazing to see them on sale in February. A full month earlier than last year.
So starts a Monday morning with PONs. Looking like it's shaping up to be the best day ever.
A fun cookery blog : https://cookerymonster.com/
5 comments:
Yumm the strawberries look nice. A sure sign of spring.
Pat the pons.
Sophie, it is impossible to understand how humans can invent the self-driving car but not the self-filling yoghurt pot. Priorities all wrong, once again.
Toodle pip! Bertie.
Hari OM
Somehow, in my head, strawberries signal SUMMER. So they are clearly out of time and place... There's always a time and place for yoghurt, though, right Sophie? YAM xx
Garriguettes from France, en plus! I saw strawberries but they were from Morocco.
Second week of local asparagus, however.
Thanks for the cookery blog recommendation - I cook most things from scratch so I follow lots of food blogs.
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