Sharing the sunflowers
When we arrive at the top of our lane we always pause. The dogs’ heads dip down, busy noses snuffle out scents caught in the thick grassy verge. It’s August, the sunflowers are out...
When we arrive at the top of our lane we always pause. The dogs’ heads dip down, busy noses snuffle out scents caught in the thick grassy verge. It’s August, the sunflowers are out...
Not our house but one of our favourites, the “Chateau” We’ve had a few days here in France and the weather has been dramatic and beautiful. The temperatures when we drove down on Thursday...