Friday, March 10, 2023

Cold

The deer are lying out in the fallow field . They've formed a sort of uneven circle with a couple of small ones in the centre and the adults on the outside keeping guard. This is the first time I've ever seen them lying down. Perhaps the smaller ones in the centre of the circle are newborns ? In France they would have attracted the attention of the local hunters. Here, they seem to be accepted and ignored. In our six months in the 'last wee house before Denmark'  I've never seen anyone with a shotgun or heard anyone shooting. This lack of hunters may also explain why the surrounding fields are brimmed full of wild pheasants. A particularly resplendent male watches us from his vantage point on the stone wall by the gate pier. Sophie barks. The pheasant ignores her.

Some light snow overnight which leaves a band of white along the dunes but by the time we're out and about the sky is bright.


Sophie discovers that scents are very different when it's cold. Our progress along the beach is glacial - both figuratively and metaphorically. This is a sniff every blade of grass morning.


Yesterday Sophie has the fur on her chest trimmed. It's still long ( and warm ) but not long enough to pick up every scrap of detritus on the beach.


In town crew and extras for the crowd scenes are being given a run down on what's expected of them. Not all appear to be enthused at having to get up early.


After a trip to the good coffee cafe ( where Sophie is given a piece of shortbread ) we return home to warm up. The worst of the 'snowmageddon' storm seems to have hit a couple of hundred miles further south. That's fine by me.


Did Manhattan really look like this in the 30's ? https://twitter.com/pushtheneedle/status/1633613852255604736


8 comments:

Stephanie said...

A wonderful picture of a snow encrusted Sophie and also the last photo where she's looking somewhat pensive. I find the Manhattan photos fascinating. A picture of the deer would be most welcome.

Coppa's girl said...

In the last photo, by the look on her face, is Sophie hoping for a second breakfast?

jabblog said...

Who'd be an extra? Perhaps Sophie could apply.

WFT Nobby said...

Roam around the hills of Aberdeenshire at certain times of year, and you'll see plenty of evidence of grouse, pheasant and deer hunting.

Lisa in Tokyo said...

I was also thinking I would like to see the deer. They seem to be the moorhens of Scotland. Charlie had his last grooming in Japan today, and we also told the local fishmonger that we are leaving. It's little things like this - the thought of having to find a kind new groomer and good fresh fish in our as yet not very well known (to us) corner of France - that bring home how consequential a move we are making. I am a vegetarian so the fish are actually of no consequence to me personally, but for the happiness of the household . . .

Travel said...

My friend is north Wales had a foot of snow, your dusting looks much better. Such a cute little diva.

Angus said...

Lisa - Fear not. Charlie and his owners will soon be marvelling at what's on offer in the local departmental market halle.

rottrover said...

There was a big photo spread in this morning's Daily Mail of the filming of the Kate and Will adventures in St. Andrews. I looked for a man in a flat cap with a shaggy dog, but didn't see them!