Thursday, 29 September 2011

Up the road, morning.

Faded ink blue cornflowers and browning tawdry orange French marigolds, walnuts shrugging off their mortal green flesh cases.  Jays and crab apples rose-brown against blue sky. The maize cobs hardening.

Tuesday, 13 September 2011

Approach to Bogard, afternoon.

A yellow poplar leaf swirls from high on the tree and lands beside me.

An egret stands like a white question mark beside the pool in front of the château.

Up the road, afternoon (Monday)

A walnut has sloughed off its drying fleshy green casing, revealing the woody shell.  I scramble to pick it, crush it underfoot and eat the kernel: small, fresh and delicious.

Up the road, afternoon (Sunday)

A heifer in our field has its head resting on its hind leg, so making a compact trapezium, rather like a netsuke I  remember seeing of a bullock or buffalo.

Sunday, 4 September 2011

Tredaniel plan d'eau, morning

Mol inadvertently runs across in front of one of the old boys who is fishing, just as he's pulling in his line.

'Oops, I've caught a dog!' he says cheerfully.