Rain started in the evening, begining with an hysterical hail-storm - it stopped to allow Ryans American family and myself to get to Andrees for apero.
Forgot my camera - - - but Brad took pictures of everything, hoping that he will send some.
They've gone, the Americans. But not quite far enough. The van broke near the airport and when last heard of Ryan was sorting mechanics and so forth. Fortunately the Genglers had a night at an hotel in hand and they are nearby, a taxi ride away. Thank heavens they were not about to catch their 'plane.
Bob is about to drive through Toulouse but with a car packed to the gunnals so he can't pick up Ryan. Late train for him, I'm guessing.
In the meantime, brother-in-law John is nearly here - arriving on the 5.00 bus.
This morning the air smelled like an especially good German floral wine, just opening a window was a knock out. There were snails in the road and little green frogs bopping about. The dawn chorus was sensational; saw two scopes owls who were too quick off their perches for me to photograph. A very splendid chesnut horse has moved into the field between the house and the railway line - he is so handsome and clearly twitchy-alert that even the least not- bovvered by horses person (e.g. me) is captivated.
And our bees are back!! The air is noisy again. Feels like summer, except for the rain that is.
UPDATE... all well, John hired car and arrived early, Bob arrived shortly afterwards, Ryan got a cheap taxi all the way back and his family are safe in the hotel. The van is another story... off to the creperie to celebrate all these homecomings :)
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