Morning walk I

Although the Tramantane was still blowing and the temperature was still in the mid-teens, I sat out for a good walk. As I came back into the village, I was surrounded by bikers of all ages ready to do a 12 or 30 kilometre ride. Even three of my Brit friends were participating, pleased that this was a good step in integration. Like so many of the couples who have a secondary home, one wants to be here all the time, one wants only to visit. I think this is a variation that it is a rule with couples that a minimalist marries pack rat, etc.