How disheveled things look. Some washed-out hydrangeas, a last pink dahlia, the gunnera by the spring collapsing into itself.
A white flash as a rabbit starts up beside the beehives.
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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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- Down the road, late afternoon.
- Up the road, early evening, sky.
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- Up the road, afternoon, Bel Orient.
- The old railtrack, Gare de Moncontour, afternoon
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, afternoon
- Up the road, late afternoon
- The old railtrack, Gare de Moncontour, midday.
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- Up the road, afternoon (Saturday)
- Woods behind Arondel, walking Moos with Mol.
- Water mill, Guettes-es-Lievres, afternoon.
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2 comments:
it is the disheveled time of year isn't it? I like the rabbit in this...
The word disheveled is perfect! My sedum looks so seedy, and everything needs a good clipping-back. Unfortunately, I just don't feel like being outside at the moment. I haven't even walked in ages.
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