Category Archives: Silent Sunday

Silent Sunday: 15 December 2013

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Le train-train quotidien

I’ve not done a Silent Sunday for a while, not because I have been doing anything exciting, but because I have just been following a daily routine of sorts. Dogs’ breakfast. Chickens’ breakfast. Fire. My breakfast. Shower. Work. Walk. Lunch. Work. Work. Dogs’ tea. My tea. Knit. Watch a little television. Bed. With a little dog butlering in between.

Everything is soft and faded now. It is the end of the year.

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Silent Sunday… almost

How I love summer…

The banks of the Charente in Cognac for lunch with the crazy ladies…

IMG_050925°C, sunshine, chocolate tarte to die for, charentais melon with caramelised pineau… yeah, it makes up for weeks of rain and marking! My face hurt from laughing and my ears hurt from all the noise. I heard stories that would curl the average woman’s toenails and I don’t think I can look a few husbands in the eye any more. Or their wives.

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IMG_0512Some things are ready for harvest…