We slither and slide through wet leaf mould, and I struggle to find solace and grace in the peat-brown waters and sodden grass and paths.
I succeed, in some measure.
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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, morning.
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- Up the road, afternoon.
- Up the road, early evening.
- Up the road, afternoon.
- Hill above Hénon, afternoon.
- Quessoy arboretum, afternoon ( Thursday ).
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, afternoon.
- Up the road, afternoon.
- Up the road, afternoon.
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3 comments:
You go Lucy!
Take heart, dear Lucy. It is the Earth at slumber, dreaming of Spring.
:)
Yesterday we walked on a road so icy that it seemed safer to shuffle and glide than to put one's feet up and down.
I hope clarity has returned in the form of bright skies!
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