Zut alors, Saturday moaning already. Where does the time go? Have had a merveilleux week with my trois visiting lovelies. Blue skies and brilliant sunshine throughout. Such a shame the weather wasn't that good for Deek's stay just before the girlies arrived. That's nearly two weeks of visitors. Two weeks of conversing and making teas and aperitifs for more than one. Gonna be a bit strange tomorrow afternoon when I'm back on ma todde.
Weather's been so good that we've even managed a couple of trips to the local lake. About fifteen miles away. Great for swimming. And hardly anyone there. For the first trip we took the camper and a fair bit of grub. Couple of baguettes, few cheeses, some pate, bit of salad and a Thermos of coffee. Had a very lazy afternoon just slobbing around sunbathing. And dogwalking. And cooling off with leisurely swims.
Nipped over there again late yesterday afternoon. Just for a quick evening dip. Ended up staying there for well over an hour. Place was almost deserted. Had our fave little beach to ourselves. It's about thirty foot long and under some trees. Off the beaten track. Faces the evening sun. Very peaceful.
At one point I remember squinting out to the opposite shore, across sparkly sunshine dancing in ripples and thinking of all those London commuters barging their way home. Or working late for an unappreciative boss or uncaring directors. Or drowning sorrows in an overcrowded bar after a stressful week. And for a brief second I thought... do I miss all that... would I rather be there... or would I rather be here beneath a clear blue sky, by a peaceful lake, with my three little lovelies and my two little terriers?
Daft question, huh?
Yeah, daft question indeed!
We're off back today.
As you say, lovely clear blue skies and sunshine all week.
I don't wanna go 'ome!