A kestrel circles and hovers so low above us we can see every feather.
The largest swathe of corn marigolds I've ever seen.
The dogs plod and pant and paddle.
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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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- Up the road, afternoon.
- Down the road, evening (making up for lost time)
- Up the road, morning.
- Pause - rather more than 30 words.
- Up the road, morning.
- Hillion peninsular, afternoon (with Gillian and Ba...
- Up the road, evening.
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, morning.
- Down the road, afternoon.
- Up the road, afternoon.
- Up the road, afternoon.
- Down the road, evening
- Down the road, afternoon.
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, morning.
- Up the road, afternoon
- Up the road, afternoon
- Up the road, afternoon (Sunday).
- The old railtrack, Gare de Moncontour, afternoon
- Quessoy arboretum, afternoon.
- Cesson beach, afternoon, with Gillian and Barley (...
- Down the road, afternoon.
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, afternoon
- Down the road, morning, very early (Monday 30th)
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