The eaves of The Rickety Old Farmhouse alive with nesting, argumentative, sparrows. As we head out for the PONettes pre-dawn comfort break a dozen young ones fly down and settle on the grass. They exude a 'What joy to be alive' spirit. Sophie considers chasing young sparrows to be beneath her dignity so they are left alone. She's saving her energy for the brown C-A-T that's taken to sleeping on the log pile in the barn.
Lots to talk about with men in dark suits. Poor Hong Kong. Pompeos dog walker. Was Open Skies important ? Sometimes it's a relief to head off in the car to the stream and leave human affairs behind. When we get to the valley Sophie leaps down and races to the waterfall. What better way to start a day than a long beard drenching drink from a stream ? Sophie tries to fish for minnows but they dart too quickly for her paws to get anywhere near them. This doesn't stop her trying.
One of the farmers has set up a bird scarer which makes a most almighty bang every two and a half minutes. Sophie is not keen on angry sounds. Our walk is curtailed and she's soon back in the car. Coaxing her on is a waste of time. The family diva has made up her mind.
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