The moon is still in the bright blue sky

we listen to the extraordinary cry of the gru overhead 

all the rain yesterday has softened the ground on which we tread

there are tracks of wild pig and deer

i love the lake it is a beautiful spot and i am jolly glad to be here

They hit the forecast on the head

yesterday's morning was cast in pinkish red

red sky in the morning

is the shepherds warning.

we did a wet walk down to the tennis courts

my mind was elsewhere as porthos is out of sorts

Tomorrow is forecast with heavy rain

but it is mid week and bright blue and sunny again

the mistletoe is now highly visible in the trees

Milou is bounding in front  scuffing up the leaves

When we set off it was blustery and grey

the sun did try to come out when we were about halfway

the mountains are clear and encapsulated in white

as always for me an enjoyable sight

a small plane circuits the lake once then twice

back to the silence and peace, that here is so nice

At four the lake and the sky were azure blue

only a very hazy silhouette of the mountains in view

it is bright and sunny and feels much like spring

who knows what janvier and fevrier might well bring

The clouds around the lake are like cotton wool balls

suspended by wires from the sky

Milou chases down to the shore, quite spectacularly, the birds in their hundreds take off and fly

this is a first for weeks that marc and i, do the whole walk

it gives us time together to plan and talk

I open the curtains to a church emblazoned by the sun

it will be another fabulous day for a walk and a run

a great white egret wades along the shore

up to its belly but feet still firmly on the floor

a heron glides gracefully on to land

and we continue our tour as planned