I’m not sure what the official line is here in Lot et Garonne for the Herald of Spring. Cuckoos, migrating geese, the first blossom on the apricot tree, farmers harrowing their fields?

At Beauregard it is the first cut of the season…we’re talking grass of course. And today, we heralded spring with a short back and sides with the mower and tondeuse. The first of what will become a regular and not always welcome chore…

It smelt beautiful though, I must admit!

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The moon, as it rose tonight,  was stunning.

I dragged the family away from their various activities with a, ‘wow, you must see this’ and was  thoroughly disappointed with their lack of awe and wonderment. Unperturbed, I got out my super new camera and took some photos.

I now realise the importance of a tripod but quite frankly was too lazy to rummage around for it, my excuse being that it’s in a box somewhere. Plus, the moon would have lost its lovely orange glow by the time I’d found it.

So here is my favourite arty-farty moon photo. Ok, it’s less a picture of the moon and more the essence of me, trying very hard not to move or breathe for 20 seconds…I think it looks as if I have been to art college, for a foundation course at least…well, I like it!

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