Counter intuitive

 

Another hot, sunny day forecast. Dog and master are up early to enjoy a tour of the village while the air is still cool.

On the other side of the lane the first of the sunflowers is in bloom. 

This year all the fields round The Rickety Old Farmhouse have been planted with sunflowers. We shall soon , literally, be afloat in a field of gold. Sophie has discovered that the young hares shelter from the sun beneath the sunflower canopies. This provides an added sense of purpose to her morning exploration. 

Nervous readers should be reassured that the hares are in no danger of being caught by the PONette on one of her hunting forays. Impenetrable shade, thick sunflower stalks and Sophie's counter intuitive hunting technique keep the leverets completely safe.

The Old Farmer sits on his balcony and watches the world go by. Regular as clockwork he settles down on his deck chair at first light. He watches the villagers set off for work before going inside mid-morning to change out of his pyjamas and get dressed. He reappears after lunch and is there until the later afternoon when it's time to head off in the venerable Mercedes to the supermarket in the neighbouring village . He arrives at the supermarket ten minutes before it closes. It at this exact time that the 40% off stickers go on the products that have come face to face with their imminent 'sell by date'. The Old Farmer considers 'sell by dates' to be a modern frippery.

This was the piper who played outside the wee house - a link was posted earlier in the week. The sound of Scotland the Brave was a twice daily accompaniment to my recovery from Covid. Little did I know he would play at his own graduation ceremony . What a small world :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bc8kTtqgI6Q