Sunday, June 7, 2020

Enthusiasm for a rice cake


The world outside may be preoccupied with civil unrest and pandemic but here our day starts with the trauma of the C-A-T that's taken to sleeping on the log pile in the barn. Sophie's unremitting attention is needed to ensure that this feline impudence doesn't spiral out of control.


The C-A-T seems remarkably relaxed about the presence of the family princess. It carries on sleeping. Sophie hollers. Finally C-A-T saunters, unconcernedly, off and we head down to the valley and the waterfall. Angus walks at a rapid pace, his companion is rather slower. There is badger poo in the grass verges to be savoured. A lengthy drink from the stream crowns my companions morning.



The time of the year when the weather alternates between sunny and humid and wet and fresh. Whenever we step out onto the lane it starts to rain, when we come back inside the sun beats down. So it goes on with unerring precision.


Sophie is given half a rice cake after our walk. This is eaten with more enthusiasm than you would think half a rice cake could ever merit. The garden and barn are checked for C-A-T-S before she settles down for a well earned nap. A divas work is never done.

So starts a Sunday morning in a village in deepest, deepest France profonde.


A jaunty number. Concertina player is every so slightly alarming - his trews even more so : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eRX2ykf7GGE

Stumbled across this on the internet  - possible add on for the art at the 'wee house' : https://academiciansgallery.org/artists/34-frances-walker-rsa/works/737-frances-walker-rsa-tiree-window-2017/

7 comments:

Lisa in France said...

I had to look up "trews," but I agree they are a bit alarming. The concertina itself is beautiful, however. I admire Sophie's diligence regarding C-A-T-S. Cherry walks right past the bunch that hang out in the parking lot down the street, I'm not sure whether she is trying to show them she doesn't even acknowledge their existence or if she simply doesn't notice them.

WFT Nobby said...

Enthusiasm for rice cakes is not a phrase ever heard, or thought, in the Bertie and Gail household.

Coppa's girl said...

We regularly pass a house where the owners feed half a dozen stray cats. Sometimes Inca reacts to them, but mostly they all just ignore one another. A feral cat took up refuge in our next door neighbour's wood store too, and late last year gave birth to three of the prettiest kittens. They seem to have gone off to seek their fortunes elsewhere, but Mum is still around, and our neighbour fears she may soon produce more young. Perhaps I should encourage Inca to defend her territory more vigorously, but when you're lying comfortably in a sun spot, sometimes a girl just can't be bothered!

Tigger's Mum said...

OK maybe we cats take the mick sometime but feral cats aren't nearly so scary as feral D-O-G-S. And they sure as heck don't run off when chased (and they form gangs). There are a few likely picnic spots we have stopped at in the mountains here and moved on from quite quickly once we realized there were dogs about.

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
I have taken a few photographs which echo the scene in that artwork - I think it should definitely be added to your collection! YAM xx

~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...

A diva's work is never done. The same is said about a Scottie too!

Hailey and Zaphod and their Lady said...

One must always be alert to possible threats or opportunities for adventure.