We are walking this morning with my new friend,

Dominique is going to help with my french

we need a petite dictionary, next time to make complete sense

Milou and i were in good company, and it was a pleasure to walk

to practise the language and to try and talk

I guess sometimes it is okay

the day is beautiful, the view is breathtaking

but tonight, there is nothing new i have to say

We are well into the middle of the month of May

after the threat of hail, the snow on the mountains

starts to fade away

we bump into Elvira and Alice on their own 

they turn around with us, together we walk, before heading home

These last three days, the french typically call Saint Glace, eleventh, twelfth and thirteenth, notoriously cold

It has been like this for years of old 

there could be hail or ice

do not plant this week is the timely advice

the weather to come later this week is warm and sunny 

It is grey, stormy and has continually rained

we have also been threatened with the dreaded grêle again

a few years back they were almost as big as tennis balls

lots of damage to houses, cars, gardens, crops and all

Milou, Marc and I were halfway round our lac

but Marc's hip was in trouble and we had to turn back

on top of that the sky had turned thunderous and grey

it is supposed to be stormy for several days

Marc, Milou and I went to a car boot

there was a pile of old junk and nothing to loot

we tried a new walk from the car park

it was very hard to find the trail that was apparently marked