Friday, 27 July 2012

The old railtrack, Gare de Moncontour, morning, on the way to Lamballe Market

The bobbing back, downward nose and swinging tail move through the woods' light and shadow. There will be changes, possibilities, travel, opportunities, and memories, but never, nothing, better than this.

Wednesday, 25 July 2012

Water mill, Guette-es-Lievres, morning

Trees make shadows on water, water makes light on trees. Tribes of pond-skaters and fish-fry dart on and under the surface, a navy blue damselfly shimmers from under the bank.

Thursday, 19 July 2012

Tredaniel plan d'eau, morning.

Knapweed and ragwort, purple and gold in pink-bronze pointillist grass heads; blue buddleia; new cut hay fluffed on the field slope; rugosa roses - whatever made me think I minded stopping?

Thursday, 5 July 2012

The old railtrack, Gare de Moncontour, evening

A quick turnaround before collecting pizza; there is a group of ramblers, including our neighbour's daughter, the retired Moncontour Catholic school teacher and our garagiste's ever-hassled-looking wife, on our heels.