Sunset uplights gilded clouds, renders distant grain silos and windturbines chalky pink.
A flock of high-flying curlews, I count in threes, thirty at least before they are out of sight.
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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 (Sunday)
- Down the road, evening
- Water mill, Guettes-es-Lievres, afternoon.
- Up the road, afternoon.
- Up the road, afternoon.
- Plan d'eau, Lamballe.
- Woods behind Arondel, walking Moos with Mol (Sunday).
- Port du Légué, Plerin.
- Up the road, afternoon.
- Up the road, afternoon.
- Hill above Henon, afternoon (Wednesday).
- Plan d'eau, Plessala.
- Above the distant chatter of the invisible starlin...
- Down the road, afternoon.
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, afternoon
- Up the road, afternoon.
- Up the road, afternoon
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, morning.
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2 comments:
Did you have DST in France? We were out walking quite late, enjoying the extended day. No chalky pinks -- but a truly blue sky.
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