Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Thursday, 4 September 2008
Water mill, Guettes-es-Lievres, morning.
The androgynous, slightly overweight, wary teenager I previously saw kayaking, whose slow, splashing paddling I envied, is today hunkered down among the weeds and grasses on the opposite bank, fishing.
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