The woofer and I plodded around the block, which means out of the village around some fields and tracks and back towards the church and then home.
Although the children only just got back to school, because it is Wednesday the young children have the day off. So the school and school yard where silent. The shrubs which line the roads from our village are a long way off showing any signs of buds or blossoms.
The birds were singing, catkins swung in the breeze, the sky was a lovely shade of blue, but colour was hiding from me.
However in the dryed up leaves a bright yellow flower had poked its head out. This flower isnt perfect, but it made me smile.
Less than perfect.Sometimes less than perfect is very welcome.
The French word for bird song is ramage. or simply chant oiseau.
The French word for catkin is chaton.