A record of those unimportant little things that are too important to be forgotten.
Wednesday, October 30, 2019
Visceral pleasures.
Early rising farmers busy at work as we head down the hill towards the waterfall. Still no sign of rain. Much has been promised but, bar a couple of brief mountain storms, it seems to have fallen all round us rather than on us .
The PONs ignore two large tractors, The drivers slowdown as they pass us. One of them stops just long enough to let me know he's planning to take his family to Greece next May. The other waves cheerily.
Overhead an Airbus test pilot is trying out a new A350. The plane seems to be barely moving, flaps and undercarriage down, engines roaring. Low level stall tests. It must be at 2,000 maybe 2,500 feet. I can see it's in Qatar Airways livery.
What for me is a walk down the hill is for Bob and Sophie a great adventure. No less exciting for the fact it's repeated every day. They ignore the wrens that hop in and out of the hedgerows but glare at the Kite that screeches from its perch on the telegraph pole. Best of all they hurtle tails high after something that's rustled in the long grass . They are part of this universe in a way more reserved humans are not.
The Old Farmer pops across to ask if I can buy a 'no publicity' sticker to put on his letter box. The local supermarket fills it up with fliers and he's worried that a passer by might see them and work out the place is often empty. He remains vague about the timing of his 'breakfast and dinner included' trip to Turkey.
Sophie takes a quick nap by the front door while her brother gets into the back of the car in readiness for a day of wild and visceral pleasures. First amongst these will be a curly croissant end.
There can be no doubting that the days just keep on getting better and better.
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8 comments:
Yes, two days in a row without curly croissant ends would be much more than a boy should be asked to endure! He looks quite determined.
He certainly knows that croissant ends are an integral part of his day !
It never ceases to amaze me how our dogs latch on to the patterns of life in their household. Bertie was most disconcerted last night when I came home from work and did NOT, after feeding him, immediately get changed to go to my Tuesday evening Pilates class. He sat there with a look that said "shouldn't your be somewhere else just now" and I had no way of telling him that class had been cancelled at the last minute".
Let's home the croissant ends were forthcoming today.
Cheers, Gail.
I love the photos of Bob and Sophie today. Maybe the old farmer could just ask you to take his mail in while he is away? It does annoy me that companies still waste money and trees on such unwanted advertising.
We lost a beloved greyhound to cancer last month, and a couple weeks ago adopted a new greyhound. It took her three days to learn the full meal and snack schedule of the household. It's pretty clear what's important to her! (But we're still having to convince her that luxuries like a tube of hand cream aren't delicacies to be greatly enjoyed, followed by impressive internal skid-greasing!)
When it comes to learning about food dogs can leave humans standing !
And Labradors are the best of all !
We have our letter box covered in 'No Junk Mail' stickers, which seem to be beyond the reading ability of some deliverers.
You are experiencing our weather pattern. Tomorrow we go on Level 4 water restrictions....
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