Marcelle and Helene, sisters in their eighties, tease me in patois and we grumble about the cold, and how we miss the sun and light.
So grey, what's to say?
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Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
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Have you been watching the Olympics at all? I keep marvelling at that rich blue sky. Doesn't it seem like ages since we've had one?
I did spot a tiny purple iris in the border this morning . . . as I ran by, trying to escape the fat lumps of snow pelting down!
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