Covid cases are falling rapidly in the UK. From 200,000 positive tests a day the numbers have fallen to well below 90,000 .Soon all restrictions will be lifted - although the rush to get rid of them may be based more on the politics than on the science . Here in France things are two or three weeks behind the UK. Daily numbers are still nudging 400,000 so an abundance of caution is warranted for just a little longer.
Sophie remains gloriously innocent of all the things that concern humankind. The lockdown has meant that she has had companionship and long walks every day. With restaurants out of bounds there has also been more use made of the kitchen. This is something she heartily approves of.
Down by the stream the banks on either side have been churned up by overnight visitors. Deer, fox, badger and wild boar prints evident this morning. The farmers sheepdog has also been here. The mud has frozen so the paw prints provide Sophie with a mass of scents to savour.
The courier driver who lives on the outskirts of the village sees us as we're climbing the hill back up to The Rickety Old Farmhouse. He has a package of spices. 'The Font' has ordered some Asafoetida which the local supermarkets don't stock. It's come from Germany. We once tracked down the real thing in the market in Delhi. The smell of the wild bulb roots before they're dried is truly 'disturbing' and the Asafoetida merchants congregate in a part of the market away from all the others. A friend in Atlanta tells us apart from cooking it is also one of the greatest anti-inflammatories although little research has been carried out on it in the West.
We have clearly got ourselves on to an e-mailing list for new hotel openings. This one has a 1950's feel to it and is in Flagstaff, a place we have never been to. There is something rather charming about the randomness of these unexpected communications :https://highcountrymotorlodge.com/
This mornings music on NRJ :https://www.nrj.fr/artistes/benson-boone/videos/benson-boone-ghost-town-71356030