Sunday morning. First light. A Polish Lowland Sheepdog lady sets off down the icy track in pursuit of two plump pigeons. She wears the determined look of a family diva that knows there's a whole village to be checked and made safe before breakfast. The frozen puddles are carefully bypassed. Skating can wait. The sky has a pink tinge to it that hints at snow so dawdling is not an option.
Later, weather permitting, Sophie will head off for a shared pain au raisin at the good coffee cafe. Life for a 10 year old PONette is busy ... but good.
8 comments:
Might her speed relate to moving quickly to avoid frozen tootsies? It does look a trifle chilly underpaw.
Looking at those frozen puddles, I'm not surprised that Sophie wasn't inclined to linger this morning.
Horror of horrors - my outdoor thermometer tells me it's just *5ºC. The sun is out but it will have a hard time warming up the morning. We'll wait until much much later today before venturing out. For the first time this winter I've needed to over-ride the central heating.
The morning patrol is a most important part of the day.
Hari OM
Is it red sky in the morning sort of pink??? YAM xx
Yesterday...? What do you think the hyacinth tradition is? I like them, but don't think of them as a tradition....
I tried to research a Scottish tradition of hyacinths in the window, but no direct luck. I did see Scottish interpretations of the symbol of blue hyacinths. I would be curious to know more. Beautiful and unusual sky this morning.
Looks cold, stay warm.
Is that the last cottage before Denmark in the background?
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