On our morning perambulation she finds that the rest of the village is donkey free. This is a HUGE relief.
Much excitement down by the river.
The rowing club are setting off for an early morning practice session . Boats are carried down to the water. People mill around chatting and laughing. Sophie is rivetted to the spot observing this activity.
The rowers leave their foot wear in piles on the slipway. What an olfactory treasure trove. Sophie sniffs each shoe. Some are sniffed more enthusiastically than others. When she tries to make off with a sneaker she is firmly told to return it. She makes it clear that she considers me to be a killjoy.
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Hari OM
Sophie's pensive look in that first photo would be quite appropriate if she at all understood the news some distance east... YAM xx
Invading forces are always a cause for concern, whether donkeys or Russians.
Sophie, you are right. Angus is a total killjoy.
Toodle pip!
Bertie.
What an exciting start to the day! Escaping donkeys (how dare they!!) and whiffy sneakers to enjoy! Inca is miffed because our day won't be anywhere nearly as exciting - even without the failed attempt to steal a sneaker. We don't have any donkeys nearby and there don't seem to be any whiffy sneakers either.
I did 10 weeks of rowing one spring with a team of middle agers, it was spectacular fun, the boat gliding across the water in the early morning light is magic. 30 years and about 100 pounds ago.
Over the years we have had goats , Breton horses and cattle in the garden , the cattle invaded the garden twice and made a real mess , at the time the farmer had a donkey in the field with the cattle each time he blamed the donkey for leading them astray lol
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