Upturned on a corrugated shed roof, an old enamel casserole, transfer-patterned with coloured vegetables.
A scrumped apple, sweetish on the red side, but dry with unripeness, the green side sour.
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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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- Trédaniel plan d'eau, afternoon
- Up the road, afternoon (Sunday)
- Up the road, afternoon.
- Lancieux sur Mer, Friday 26th.
- The old railtrack, Gare de Moncontour, mid-morning
- Up the road, morning.
- Langueux les Greves, Saturday.
- Up the road, late afternoon
- Up the road, afternoon.
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, afternoon
- The old railtrack, Gare de Moncontour, afternoon
- Up the road, afternoon.
- Woods near Pledran, by Gillian's.
- Up the road, afternoon
- Down the road, late afternoon.
- Down the road, late afternoon.
- Water mill, Guettes-es-Lievres, morning.
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, morning.
- Up the road, afternoon
- Water mill, Guettes-es-Lievres, afternoon.
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1 comment:
Who abandoned the casserole?
I have many of these apples, all rotting on my grass unfortunately.
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