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of spanish snow…

…and spanish rain and spanish floods. Oh yes, a holiday to remember. A rented car that sat unused on the campsite for five days while under the groundsheet a lake formed.

The view down to the coast changed dramatically after a night of snow.

The words ‘stir crazy’ came to mind because after only one day of snow came 5 days of solid rain. The campsite normally so tidy, became very muddy, the toilet block always so clean and carefully looked after, became flooded and small rivers appeared everywhere where the rushing water washed away the gravel.

And then came the sun, so, not as warm as other years, but still a change of scenery and meeting up with friends is always a good time.

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On the walk up to Fleix – these flowers appear like giant triffids…

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Benidorm in the winter sunshine – OK so maybe I wouldn’t want to stay there – but for a day out it is such a great place – and for people watching and having a beer or a glass of wine in the sunshine  – I just love it!

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Sometime later when Spring is just around the corner I might be inspired to write something interesting…but for the moment its just holiday snaps…

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Thanks to whichever God or Fate  put me on this earth, and gave me this good life…  if sometimes I seem a bit ungrateful and moan now and then, I don’t mean it – I just need a little prod now and then to remember to love it enough.

 

June already…

…and still it rains.

So this week I have been continuing my winter hobbies – like a bit of sewing. It is June and I should be sitting on the terrace in a sunhat with a glass of pink, but no, instead to keep dementia at bay…I made another sunglasses case and

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read some of my crafty books to see what else I could be doing

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and then I thought I would make a trial bag – the one on the front cover looks good…so I gathered some bits of left over material…

It would have helped if I could have understood, and therefore followed, the instructions and also if I hadn’t been thinking most of the time ‘is that rain I am hearing on the velux windows?’

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and the answer to your question is – no it didn’t turn out quite as good as the one in the book – well after all,  they were only odd bits of material including a piece of a Provençal tablecloth that I had cut a strip out of the middle and sewn up again, when I realised I had bought one much too large.

Also the sewing leaves a lot to be desired – I could blame the fact that I didn’t have iron on loft fleece – I didn’t know such a thing existed – I have now ordered some so it will be here ready for the winter project – but actually I am just a bit too slap happy with the measuring part and of course the sewing machine has a mind of its own!

The tennis in Paris has suffered from the inclement weather but some villages in central France are flooded so I don’t think I can really moan about the huge jagged hailstones that devastated the geraniums and put some dents in the car roof a few days ago.

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I have managed the occasional walk with the Doglet – the cornflowers are not as plentiful this year but so beautiful.

And from their nest in the bamboo near our well – the baby redstarts have fledged.

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The meadows are still blooming as it has been too wet for the farmers to cut them.

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Don’t you just love wild flowers?

And yes – I have practiced a line dance – for ‘practice’ read ‘watched a video on Youtube.’

Better than nothing, and I could nearly do one complete dance this week…In fact, if they’d gone over it just a couple more times I’d be away!

It’s my fourth week at the class now and so now I am less of a novelty – still ‘the older than anyone else English lady with no sense of rhythm’ but who cares eh?

It is exercise – at least it will be in a few years when I can do the dances right through. Who said ‘are you sure you’ve got enough time to learn them?’ Give over – you’re only as old as you feel!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

feel the rain

The little lake on our evening walk. The view changes all the time.
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‘Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.’ 

Don’t you just love that quote from Bob Marley?

Today it has been lashing down, running down our tiny french lane like a river – but, and here’s the good news – the aforementioned lane has just been tarmacked – well that can’t be the right spelling… imagine a tiny lane down to only two other houses and a farmer’s barn, now looks like a motorway. It is so lovely – before, every pebble was brought into the house on the sole of our trainers and the grit and sandy soil was carried in by the dog…and the rain washed more and more of it away. Tarmacadam-ed because, just wait for it, they dug it up to put pipes in for mains sewers. That will be so fantastic – it’s happening in all french villages – we will have our very own reed bed.

I have just returned from a walk with the dog and half way round there was a rainbow, complete and beautiful, but by the time I had felt for the phone with my cold fingers it had disappeared so instead here’s a photo of the dog…

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‘The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.’ Longfellow

Well that’s what I have done today… and toasted in front of the fire, crocheting granny squares. Oh the simple pleasures of life. There is much to be said for them.