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Herd mentality: in the moo(d) for love
In the Moo(d) for love.
I took a walk down my lane yesterday. On my right is the field with the brown cows, calves, and Mr. Big Bull with the ring in his nose (check him out on my kilometre walk during lockdown, he’s quite a beast). Further down…
Song Thrush, Normandy
Beneath this cloud-spread sky you sing head high for some lost mate, or for the joy to thrive through storms, and glide through orchards ripe with apples, cherries, berries, pears and leaves all dappled with the shy sun’s rays…
Gold Panning
Don’t forget the dusky red garnet, the ephemeral flicker of yellow pyrite, the flash of silver as the water recedes…
Robin
Robin, as you sing your red breast swells
between the frosty branches in this wintry glow.
You cock your head and listen to the bells
A French Christmas, The Log, then and now
On Christmas day 1066 William the Conqueror, Duke of Normandy, was crowned King of England in Westminster Abbey. The English and French who were present cheered the new King so loudly that the clamour alarmed and panicked the French soldiers waiting…
Man and Mule
La Semaine de l’Agriculture française, du 13 au 24 mai
Another lockdown kilometre in Normandy
In fact it’s the same kilometre, Covid19 oblige, one month on from the last post. Trying to make the most of it, hope this cheers people up who are stuck in a small apartment in a city.