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Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Thirty words a day, about walking the dog. Inspired by Clare's blog Once around the Park
Trédaniel plan d'eau
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- The old railtrack, Gare de Moncontour, afternoon
- Up the road, afternoon
- Down the road, late afternoon.
- Quessoy arboretum, afternoon.
- Up the road, afternoon
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, morning.
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, afternoon, on the way to Iso...
- Up the road, afternoon,10 x 3
- Down the road, late afternoon.
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, morning.
- Down the road, late afternoon.
- Up the road, afternoon
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, late afternoon
- Up the road, afternoon
- Up the road, afternoon
- Down the road, late afternoon. Change of plan.
- Up the road, afternoon
- Down the road, afternoon (in the car on the way in...
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, mid-morning / Down the road,...
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, afternoon
- Up the road, afternoon
- Down the road, late afternoon.
- Cesson beach, afternoon.
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, afternoon
- Up the road, late afternoon (4th March)
- Down the road, late afternoon.
- Down the road, lunchtime
- Collegiale de Notre Dame, Lamballe, morning.
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4 comments:
If I might interrupt with a prosaic question: Where did you grow up, Lucy?
I wish that I could love the rain -- and associate it with youthful experience. Instead, it just makes me want to stay inside and go back to bed! (And I am much the worse for missing my daily walk.)
Nice one, Lucy.
Thank you Dave, Bee.
Bee, I mostly feel the same as you, especially when there's a lot of it! I grew up in Hertfordshire in the Home Counties (funny appellation that, home for whom?!), where it rained a fairly average amount for England, though not as much as Wales where I spent many years... I think I quite liked having wellingtons and waterproof coats.
Lucy,
Two of my best friends live in HERTS -- one in Welwyn and the other in Weston.
Rain is just not very congenial to me, but then I am a native Texan.
Wellies are nice, though.
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