Wednesday, May 13, 2020
Sophie takes a little time to compose herself before setting of on our morning walk.
Our departure is delayed by the arrival of two Magpies who land on the grass by the olive trees. Sophie is incensed. The Magpies fly off to be replaced by a ginger cat that clambers down from the log pile in the barn to see what's going on. Sophie's noise level notches up when she sees this interloper. The cat heads off left. A braying Sophie heads right. Proof, that when it comes to chasing, it's the thought that counts.
The horse field covered in buttercups. Earlier in the week this was just grass. Buttercups must seed rapidly and grow as if there's no tomorrow.
Our first trip along the motorway in two months. The traffic as busy, possibly a tad busier, than normal. We're going to the garden centre for some begonias. We pass the supermarket. The car park is jammed solid. France is divided into two pandemic zones. A restricted red zone - Paris and the north - and a green zone in the west and the south - where life is opening up again quickly. No matter where you live there is no travelling more than 65 miles from home except for work or 'emergencies'. So far folks have been unemotional about lockdown. That may or may not hold true in Paris when the summer heat arrives and people are prohibited from going to the coast. Everyone at the garden centre is wearing masks. This is an unusual sight but one that will quickly be accepted as normal. Because they're wearing masks the concept of maintaining 2 metres distance from other plant buyers is forgotten. We are in and out with our begonias in 3 minutes.
Probably correct : https://www.foreignaffairs.com/articles/sweden/2020-05-12/swedens-coronavirus-strategy-will-soon-be-worlds
A poem Angus remembers learning at school. He'd have enjoyed it more if taught like this : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zD5sZdTtjJE
French music listened to on the car radio this morning : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VXNiqJzlFuw