Sunday, November 3, 2019

Morphing.


The fierce Atlantic storm continues to blow. The power on then off then on again. Overnight the strong winds have shaken the acorns from the oak trees. The lawn covered in them. Five bushy tailed red squirrels are on the grass celebrating their good fortune. Sophie wanders out, catches sight of them and pandemonium ensues. Bob, after a moment of hesitation, heads off after her.

The village wakens to the full throated sound of the PONs in full chase. The squirrels , who have sensibly clambered up into the branches at the first howl, are quite unperturbed. They sit and look at the PONs from their vantage points. This audacity is not well received by Sophie.

After lengthy ( and inept ) squirrel chasing and a trip to the cafe for a curly croissant end the PONs settle down for a restorative doze. With an exciting start like that today bears all the hallmarks of morphing into quite possibly the very best day ever.


And some Beethoven for a Sunday morning : https://youtu.be/IDOAT1ZbTRI?t=81


6 comments:

WFT Nobby said...

A rousing musical start to Sunday morning. Just the thing to get Sophie going again?

Coppa's girl said...

Perhaps not the quietest start to a Sunday morning in deepest France profonde!

Lisa in Tokyo said...

Your mention of acorns today rang a bell - there was an article in the WSJ a week or so ago about how acorns have been identified as a "superfood" in Korea and the humans are gobbling up all the acorns and depriving the squirrels. Glad to know the squirrels in France are still well fed, at least when not being pursued by PONs.

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari Om
Quite the blast from the Berliner... matched only by the PONs (in my imaginiation)! YAM xx

Bailey Bob Southern Dog said...

Between oak tree and pecan limbs hanging over the roof of my house, squirrels never need step paw on the ground! However, the chipmunks scamper in the yard early morning and evening. When I had dogs, they ate the pecans on the ground, shell included! Early morning excitement may continue for Bob and Sophie until the squirrels have buried their allotment of acorns from your garden.

~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...

High winds knocked our power out in the early hours of Friday morning, and we were without it for most of the day. The storms were predicted, and thankfully I was pretty prepared for it, but grateful it came back on, and we only a little worse for the wear.