What a life!

St Géraud
Yesterday's weather: lovely and sunny (until I wanted to sit in the garden with a book when it became quite cloudy!)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO PETER, MY LITTLE BROTHER!

I wish you could share with you the peace and quiet here. broken by friendly sounds. The birds are singing away, the tourists are long gone which means the road (never particularly busy) has only the occasional car on it. I can hear the distant howling of hunters' dogs but they are very distant and all is well with the world.

The sun is shining, the butterflies are having a late surge and the garden looks lovely. We went to Gourdon this morning just to buy some paint and the early morning mist was hovering low in places with the sun burning it away. The trees are slowly changing colour and we spotted here and there, cars parked up in odd places; the owners of these cars were always spotted under the nearest group of walnut trees, bent double collecting their crops.

Later this afternoon we will hear the distant hum of chain saws as everyone is trying to get well stocked for the coming winter. The forecast for the next few days is sun, sun and more sun.

Do we miss England, work and the M25? Not a bit of it!