Christmas Day dawns bright and fair. A faint hint of warmth in the air. The French countryside enveloped in that deep silence that you only get at Christmas. No aircraft, no traffic, just the distant lowing of the cattle at the farm in the valley. Something calming and unchanging about this one special morning. The antidote to fire and fury.
Sophie is given a post walk grooming. She flips onto her back and pretends to be asleep but keeps one eye open in case wise men arrive bearing Jaffa Cakes. She looks as though she's never been near a brush or comb in her life.
Her cold wet nose is truly one of the seven wonders of the canine world.
Even an old Calvinist has to say its difficult to upstage this. Christmas song 22 : https://youtu.be/jydVlB4RYqU?t=6199
A wonderful Christmas to one and all from everyone at The Rickety Old Farmhouse. And some innocent Christmas Day viewing : https://www.wsj.com/articles/down-syndrome-and-the-gift-of-innocence-11577144899