The garden bursting into life. Overnight the daises have appeared. Yesterday there weren't any. This morning there's nothing else.
Comical dog shows up on our morning walk. Comical dog is torn between coming to see us and maintaining a prudent distance.
He tries the dart up and then dart away routine but settles for doing an enthusiastic but uncoordinated dance backwards and forwards along the road. Comical dog has floppy ears of the variety that flop at all the wrong moments.
Sophie is unimpressed. Mightily unimpressed.
So starts another quiet pandemic day watching daises grow and a doolally dog dance in deepest, deepest France profonde.
Time to attend to the drinks cupboard which needs to be 'refreshed' after a long winter . Whoever knew England made Rye whiskey ?:https://www.theoxfordartisandistillery.com/