The views from behind the castle looking roughly northwest are always beautiful, but the late afternoon fall light gives everything a warm, golden glow and enhances the colors and deepens the shadows. I enjoy this nightly hike around the village, behind the castle and sometimes up behind the clock tower.
A couple of days ago I noticed that my little band of photogenic donkeys are no longer at the nearby pasture. At first I thought they were roaming elsewhere, but then I saw that their fencing had also been taken down and the property mowed. I felt sad, but I'm over it now.
After I had logged a couple of kilometers, I rewarded myself with a trip to the boulangerie, where I procured a baguette that I ate in the street on my walk home. I ripped off the crunchy heel and offered it to the little black and white dog that's in charge of Rue Cesar Jauffret and he sniffed at it then ran past to ward off some perceived evildoer before they had a chance to invade our block. I hope a pigeon gets it.
Hey, I know that scarf!! And I can almost feel the warmth of the bread and hear the crunch when you break it. Aaaahhhhhh.....
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