Never been sure what full spate meant but you know it when you see it - here is the mighty Aude, doing it yesterday morning. Fast and furious.
The day became beautiful, again... everyone wandering about saying it ain't right. Heaven help us in February. The birds are singing, chiefly blackbirds and redstarts; counted a dozen magpies this morning, dammit, had hoped they'd exhausted the food here and were moving to another village to massacre their little birds and let ours recover. Why can't we train the feral cats to catch the magpies??
Been spring-cleaning the studio and found this tin of peas signed by Jack Straw. Can't remember a thing about it. Anyone want it?
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