Waiting in the car park, desolate and needing a friend to play

as soon as i opened the door, she got out, they both raced away

apart from a tractor and the noise of the birds on the lac

we did not see or hear anyone on our side of the track

The day is beautiful and on our journey we wend

following a river and all of its bends

milou is happy with a brand new place to explore

all is snuffled out or dug out by paw

the sound of the water and light on the trees

truly magical for marc, milou and me

Milou is young and often disobedient and a real pain

this afternoon, i call her time and time again

but she is off hounding down the track

hop, skip and a bound, not even bothering to look back

It's muddy and wet, but we are giving it a try

clouds of plovers take off into the sky

coots, mallards, pollards, and grebes to name but a few

but the un-named diver, seen yesterday was not on view

if anyone know's what the bird is, i'd love to know

It is much the same weather wise and we have a class until midday

a couple of hours after, and the rain is being chased away

the clarity of the landscape is crystal clear

but today not one mountain did appear

It is dull wet and grey

a complete contrast with yesterday

we spot a mystery bird

it is still and silent close too, as if it cannot be seen or heard

when i get home, i will take a look

 and try and identify it in my book

Unbelievable it was like late spring, it was so very hot

as we drove and walked to our favourite spot

the heron and egret were out for fish

while Marc and i were recalling our most favourite dish