Morning walk

After being a slug because of the heat it is wonderful to get out and walk and walk and walk. My foray was through the gardens about five minutes out of the village. Early in the morning it is just the right temperature, the smells are wonderful. The brook to the left does the appropriate gurgles.





The gardens have grown even more lush since my last walk well before the Canicule struck.



Another attack of Happy Eyes with the combination of colours, smell and a breeze on my face.



A new painted mail box has appeared