Showing posts with label Helen Keller.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Helen Keller.. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.




Bob has worked out that he's been put on this earth for two reasons :

1) To guard his flock ( little sister included ) and 2) To have fun. 

He's also worked out that these two roles are not mutually exclusive. 


Saturday, June 15, 2013

Life is either a great adventure or nothing.






America comes to France profonde. A Wild West night in a local village hall. You know it's an American night because they're serving brownies.  Chef Ciril is also serving that Wild West staple - pork poitrine and pomme puree aux herbes fines.

When we first moved to France a Polish Lowland Sheepdog by the name of Digby disappeared on Hogmanay with a pair of thick woolen socks I wear with my kilt. Yesterday, these were rediscovered  by Sophie. Nearly four years in a hedgerow has given the socks a flavour and texture  she clearly finds irresistible. Brother and sister play with the old socks until it gets dark. Then, tired out, they come inside and sleep until a village cat wanders into the garden and wakes them up at four.