The countryside bursting into life. Daffodils flowering in the orchard. The grass verges along the lane covered in wild violets, gentians and buttercups. Spring may not be here but it's on the way.
Thursday, February 18, 2021
Billionaires : 1, Moor Hens : 0.
Sophie is loving lockdown. Her flock on call all day, every day. Long morning walks with Angus, afternoon walks and trips to the Click and Collect with 'The Font' . Quite the social calendar for the family diva.
The house by the pond has been through a number of owners. When we first arrived the house was owned by a Parisian couple. Long term readers may remember that one week the husband claimed he was at a business conference in Lyon. The wife followed him and discovered he wasn't in Lyon but at the village house with a 'lady friend' . A moment of high drama followed. The mans car headlights were smashed and all his clothes thrown out of an upstairs window. The gendarmes were called when the spurned wife got hold a power hedge trimmer. Since then the house has been sold and the gardens have developed a less Parisian , more 'rustic' air.
The German billionaires have now bought it. 'Rustic' is not a style they adhere to. The shrubs that lined the village pond and have provided shelter and safety for the moor hens have been cut right back to the ground . This morning there's no sign of the shrubs, the moor hens or the moor hens nests. Angus feels sorry for these feathered villagers. They've been a small, but consequential, part of this blog. Billionaires 1 : Moor Hens ( and nature ) : 0
Saw this in the New Yorker :https://www.newyorker.com/culture/personal-history/bad-dog
The picture at the top is amazing :