Our last romp with Taj and Jan for a couple of weeks

roaming distant shores, somerset is where they ultimately seek

they are in two minds about travelling back

but will meander up the french coast together to make 

a seemingly altogether better break

A new walk on the Monleon ridge

to scrump some very beautiful figs

when the tree is dormant, i will propagate some twigs

Monleon village is pretty, on our walk we wended round

unless on foot you may not appreciate the very town

It would be mum's birthday today

we celebrated that, maybe she was with us in a certain way

an unusual bird followed, not seen before came and flapped around

before preferring a roof top to the ground

Ali, Milou and i went to a high spot in the Gers

reputedly one of the best views from there

sadly this afternoon it was veiled in mist

but still a very pretty spot not to be dismissed

I am sitting, writing this entry to the drumming of rain

this morning, as all of last week was hot and sunny again

the ground is very dry

although my washing is on the line, i heave a heavy sigh

we need this to nurture the ground

that is now looking parched and browned

Today in Monleon we are again up high 

watching people jumping from the sky

our airfield is some kilometre's below

where they are landing and taking off

and putting on quite a show