The new ladder.
A morning for turning right , out of the wind, and heading off along the lane to the storm drain. Sophie gets there before me and scans the horizon for sight of the donkeys. The donkeys are sensibly still in the warmth of their barn. We discuss the implications of yesterdays governors races in Virginia and New Jersey but my companion soon gets bored and wanders off to investigate an intriguing 'rustling' in the blackberry patch.
Dog and master are waved at by three farmers in their white vans. One of them stops to tell me he's going into the market town later today to buy a new ladder. 'One of the collapsing types. Just like you have ' he says. Only in a French village can you be judged by the sort of ladder you have. The young garagiste in his 18 year old BMW 3 series also drives by as does the father of the village tikes in his silver Mondeo. The tikes father doesn't wave. He seems preoccupied with controlling his offspring who are being unruly in the back seat. I assume this is one of those school holiday mornings that began with his wife being woken by the tikes drum playing and saying 'They're your children. You look after them !' . The conversation may have continued with the line ' Get them out of the house and don't come back until lunchtime !'So starts a wet and windy Wednesday morning in a village in deepest, deepest France profonde.
6 comments:
I have to say living in rural New Zealand there is an inordinate interest in ladders and their various functions, along with electric fencing.
Inca agrees with Sophie's take on the American governor's race - not really that exciting when there are rustlings in the undergrowth.
Looking out of the window - our sky, and wind, seem to look just like yours - just a touch of blue here and there amongst the grey. Not a day for dallying in the great outdoors. Later we may ramp up the excitement and go to the bricolage, to buy a couple of new wheelie dustbins, order more pellets for the stove, and even look at paint. We'll stop short at buying a three tier extending ladder - as anyone wanting to go that high can bring their own!
The words collapsing and ladder shouldn't really feature in the same concept.
Hari OM
LOL - I confess, I was having a similar reaction to the word combo!!! YAM xx
Thank you for my morning dose of Sophie. I never miss it!
Hmm, I live in Virginia, and I haven't had the heart to look at the election results yet, I may need a comfort dog when I do.
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