'The Fonts' father once told me " Greet your dogs like your best friend first thing in the morning and last thing at night and they'll happily cope with anything else the day throws at them". Sophie is a great one for morning greetings. She squeals, turns on her back and waves her legs in the air. Bob does the same although he doesn't squeal - he snorts. Our twice daily getting reacquainted ear scrunch and tummy rub routine.
Overcast. The morning pre-walk routine interrupted by the arrival of the mayor at the front gate. He's come to borrow a ladder. He was supposed to put the Bastille Day flags out yesterday but somehow forgot.
No point in even bringing the i-Phone out of my pocket to try to catch a picture of the waterfowl. By the time Sophie has sprinted off to the village pond the Coots and Moorhens have hidden themselves deep in the surrounding vegetation.
At the fishmongers in the little market town a small dog being taken for a walk by two ladies. They are in a lengthy conversation about the size of the cod fillets. Sophie eyes up the small dog in a way which suggests she might be wondering if its a snack on legs. The family diva is hurried along. Bob is oblivious to this small canine presence. He is sitting looking imploringly at the butchers van.
After a coffee, a croissant and a bowl of water at the small cafe ( the waiter always says Bizzou to the dogs when he delivers the croissant ) we return home for a restorative PONette nap.
And song as legend : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HM-E2H1ChJM
The wrens are still busy flitting in and out of the wisteria buy the front door. Sophe remains furious at the audacity of their presence in her garden. She can sit and glare at them for hours at a stretch. Saw this picture of a wren in flight by an artist called Jackie Morris. It gets the wee wrens wing movements absolutely right :
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A waiter who says Bizzou to the PONS. Oh, I am verklempt.
I've read that so much of that movie was done on the fly, rewriting just before filming, literally making it up as they went along. And yet the result is still powerful all these years later. Happy Bastille Day to all at the ROF, and to the Mayor and all in the village.
Do you have special treats for Bastille Day? Extra cake or champagne? The decorations are lovely and subtle on the statue.
I wonder why you never let us see a picture of the waterfall. You often mention it but never show it. I enjoy you blog every day and have done so sinde you left Italy . Greetings for the Font and you from DK. Else Marie
Lovely picture of the wren which is a favorite of mine. However, they are the bane of my existence at the moment because they have built a nest inside our garage. I was going to simply knock the nest down, when we realized there are 3 fledglings in it at the moment. I wished they'd checked out the neighborhood a bit better before they started a family. How did they not know there was a cat living below them? WE are trying to keep them all from meeting. But it is not easy.
Thank heavens our wrens only have an earth bound Sophie to deal with !
Hari OM
That is a gorgeous picture... another photographic challenge for Angus then; coots, moorhens and wrens!!! YAM xx
There are a lot of very, very, small dogs in the local town, mostly owned by apartment dwellers, where there is a weight restriction - 5 kg maximum in most buildings. Whenever we've seen them about, we have always said to our Labs -"Oh look, breakfast" - some of them are definitely bite sized !
This might be something Sophie could aspire to, especially if you told her there were Moorhens involved. https://slate.com/culture/2019/03/kratu-rescue-dog-competition-crufts-distracted.html?fbclid=IwAR3Zgj2IacvLgzdlqpUn3HEqLTp413-txDWeXBcZridvDDE2H4WTHgVERJc
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