Sunday 28 February 2016

Nous sommes le dimanche vingt huit

A bit of a drizzly morning. Bonny who likes to sit outside in the garden guarding the gates felt it was just too wet this morning and came round to the salon window to knock and be let in. The soggy cats have already eaten and gone to bed... our bed.
The donkeys were dry when I went over, straw on their tummies, a sure sign they have slept in the stable.
Nobody seems to like the rain.
Do you always feel sorry for the stall holders at markets when it is cold and rainy? Fortunately the Sunday market is undercover at Laguepie, so that is where we will go this morning.
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