Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Sunday, 22 March 2009
Port du Légué, Plerin.
We are unaccustomed to all being out together in a towny place. There is some fidgetting, pulling and whining , but we settle down, and it's warm enough to eat outside
1 comment:
Days such as you describe make me recite, in thanksgiving, "O frabjous day! Callooh!..." and so on.
Sounds like a good outing was had by all; how nice that you've shared it here.
Martha
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