Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Sunday, 27 April 2008
Up the road, and down towards la Tantouille, afternoon
The ploughed clay soil is chopped and tossed in irregular chunks, their flat, planes slick and smooth, catching the light and bristled here and there with stray tufts of grass.
2 comments:
Im so glad that you keep these 30 word post going. They bring the smells of Brittany to the screen.
Thank you, I'm glad I have too!
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