The weather moving, haltingly, towards summer. Another bright, cloudless, rain free morning. The local farmers all have their irrigation systems on. This lowers the water table which in turn means that the well water at The Rickety Old Farmhouse is set to have an ever more finite life. The well water usually runs out in August. This year I'm betting we're done and running off water from the village lake by the end of June. The weather forecast calls for rain on Monday. As the weather forecast is a sure contraindicator this means that it will be a scorcher of a day.
We stop and say hello to the old mayor. He's out and about with two of his grandsons watering the freshly planted Dahlias in the church flower borders. The grandsons, who are five and three, are quite happy to potter around with him and be helpful in a way they wouldn't with their father. Sophie is not sure about fast moving little humans and maintains a respectful distance.
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