Wednesday, 24 August 2016

nouveau pour 2016

Darcie green eyes, always looking on
Where has the time gone i ask myself for the umpteenth time...the time has ripped by and no posts for a year. So i will do an extremely brief precis of what has happened since my last post

Well where do i start, a year has gone by since my last may entry in 2015. In April 2015 we had battering storms that did a lot of damage to towns and houses in south west France, quite horrific damage to some including entire roofs being ripped off, lots of heartache and insurance claims. On the upside we had gentler weather throughout the main winter months and no real frost or cold significantly, until mid February the following year and then a mildish bout! Spring was beautiful here as indeed in lots of places, new promise, plants new smells and new colours and for those of us that like it...yes a little more warmth too. Milou has been shorn for the summer and Darcie did not recognise her, hackles, spits and all, very funny. Milou, Mark and I are still keeping up with our walking companions, doggy wise, and still loving the lac
We had a lovely hot but slightly wet summer. Lots of vide greniers , some gardening work for both of us, a couple we met by chance at a casual restaurant. Whom we both helped, in the garden lovely people and an entrancing garden.

My very better half turned ** early September.

Castelnau ripped in September with another beatlovs Beatles tribute band, shame it is not happening this year, danced all night, good memories and great company.

In October we had my brother and family out for the very first time, for a week and had a great time showing them the area we love so much.

Mark and Joel putting the world to rights? Notre- dame de Garaison

Mark and Anna tying laces and ready for the off?
We are already off, off to the Gorges de Save
Milou has decided on a pose between Beccy and Mark? 
My bro Mark and my lovely niece halfway up a mountain...marks changing his lens cap as one does
Valcabrere, a Unesco site on the outskirts of St Bertrand
group shot outside Cathes beautiful place, where they all stayed
St Bertrand and a trail of beau sheep, all to the sound of tinkling bells
the sun going down, leaving just a striking silhouette of a day

lovely mountain climb...not even to scary for me
Loved catching up with them and spending some time with all of them...due to both circumstances we have not really had the freedom to do...so that made it extra special x

Quiet Christmas , just me and M and our lovely furry family

All new experiences this year some brilliant and some not so good...having to find our way through the french tax system again, new sets of papers was testing and extremely taxing to say the least even with a very patient and calm french speaking friend around. However on the bright side we may be able to follow his lead for future stuff.

We are still enjoying our life and our family and all that our lovely area has to offer, it is still awesome and we are still discovering new and old landscapes.

Tonight I am going to see the fireworks in Castelnau, tomorrow is Bastille day bringing us almost to a current date in the Pyrenees!

Excitement buzzes the tour de France is coming through Castelnau for the second time in ten years, major coo.....

Thursday, 5 February 2015

snowy beginnings to february

it was looking nice in the afternoon...honest, then it rained, then later it snowed
Today we had the pre- fore casted snow, it began with a smattering at the weekend. We are not used
to snow down in Castelnau. At this time of the year we are used to snow in the mountains, especially in February it a very popular time for skiers.

around the village 
I think the last time we saw the countryside covered in snow like this has to have been about five years ago maybe six and we actually drove down in February...nuts, it was a very slippery last few hours. 
Somebody silly, yes it was sunny yesterday afternoon, then it rained, left the washing on the line. It looked quite funny this morning the pyjamas hung with snow along with at least four to five inches on the ground overnight. Anyway once i had got over it, i got excited and ran off with my camera sans Milou around the village.

the snow plough is out ...
the second circuit!
the monument surrounds are undertaking some new facade, but the snow for now has bought it to a halt
the entrance to the presbytery
When i got back around midday from my camera run the sun was out and although very cold the snow was beginning to thaw including the washing. I had showed Milou the back door at least three times and she was uninterested unless i was coming out to, which really was not an option given that i was back in my slippers. However shown the front door half an hour later she could not wait, bounding in the snow, shuffling it with her nose. Milou has seen the snow once as a ten month old pup and she was neither moved or impressed, this time out she loved it. Marc and i went for a snowy walk down to the tennis courts, past the stables up a country lane, a fourty five minute circuit in all.

outside the magnificent gates to the manoir
enjoying the snow

Funnier still, I do not recall any of our previous cats having a love affair with snow?! Porthos particularly and Darcie loved it. The sun was warm in the afternoon, warm enough to dry the washing out. Meanwhile Porthos and Darcie were having fun. I swear Darcie even made a snowball at one point, and  Porthos was dashing up and down the garden  pouncing on bits of fresh untouched snow.

my gorge ginger boy...
....playing in the snow
The light, winter sun, was extraordinary in the afternoon, it lit the entire snowy landscape. Tonight it is cold and set like this for the next ten days, dramatically dropping in temperature after seven pm.

winter sun!

Thursday, 15 January 2015

goose sitting in January

larroque church from the walk down to the lac
Wednesday, my de-brief for the next five days, and my second post as rural house sitter. This time it is at a small holding in Larroque, some ten minutes down the road. Liz has kept pigs, geese, ducks and hens, but these days it is just the geese and hens. There are two pens of geese, six of the twelve are last years youngsters and are kept separate. There are also two cats, one rather elderly called Smudge the other a younger cat called Carime. Last but not least is a very friendly lab type dog called Alice, whom  Milou and i have met many times on our walks around the lac.
We walked around the house inside showing me where various things are housed. After that, around the pens outside, seemed easy enough. 


hen bunks!
On my Thursday arrival in the afternoon, i settled in, looked around tried to figure out how to work various things as the instructions did not seem to be working? including the Internet which took some time to resolve, and a  telly i could not resolve. Not a problem as we do not watch much at home. Only videos and some chosen documentaries to try and improve on our french. I fed the geese with a brew of food that had been soaking in water during the day plus a few old brussels sprouts that i found and then locked both broods in for the night. She has an elderly cat that is trying to acquaint herself with her main house cat Carime but they are not on purring terms. So at the moment Smudge eats her food in the attic and the other one eats in the utility room with Alice. After this i light the log burning fire (the only source of heat) in the lounge, other than a parrafin heater or an oil burning rad. Then i fed myself roast chicken leg and salad, feeling slightly guilty even though the leg did not belong to any of my charges outside.


a few of my brood

However much later that evening, even though the day had been bright and relatively warm the big chicken in me, got the better of me. For a variety of reasons, i called on Marc for rescue and a warm bed. I would get up very early for the next five days, to let the geese and the dog out, and would care for them all throughout the day...but at night ...just too cold.. sadly to stay.
In the morning we left early, i let the young geese who are separated at the back out first and then the older ones at the front...the hens are free to roam. 

morning release for the geese
I let Alice out to caper with Milou whilst i made goose porridge for the evening feed and a cup of tea for Marc and I before bundling both Alice with Milou (a first) into our boot. Alice has adopted parents who like to walk her most days around the lake at three, so today she was getting two walks, but as Marc had to drop me off, and walk Milou it made sense for us too both do it together, i don't think Alice was complaining.

the lake, looking misty and mysterious
pom pom and milou in full flight
quick conversation between the three of them
When we got to the lake that misty morning, all was calm until Pom pom a boisterous and very lovely collie joined us. He loves both the girls so that was not a problem. Halfway round the lake we met somebody with two dogs straining on the leash...pom pom does not like dogs on leads, along with people running, people on bikes, sometimes cars and the odd motorbike. So he decided he did not like what was going on and Alice and Milou joined suit. Five minutes later all under control but the lady with the two dogs on the leash, was not happy.
Later on after Marc had left and well into midday it was warm enough in the sunshine to sit outside with my lunch of smoked salmon and egg salade. This was the pattern for the next few days, but it still turned cold by early evening.
In the afternoon i went for a wander with my camera with Alice in the grounds that surround the house, mountain views superb today, and again a very bright afternoon.

bright beautiful January day, bathed in sunshine as the day went on
here is carime and one of the hens enjoying the same sunny spot 
Later this evening Laura came around for a chat bringing a rather nice Spanish red with her, it was great to see her as always and a nice interlude in an otherwise fairly solitude existence. Marc as always, rescued me at about nine-thirty pm.

i just want to tell you something....
all wandering down for a morning swim
I have observed...that geese have impressive alarm clocks as well as alarm calls, they seem to like routine and know as well being fed and locked up in the evening when the should be let out in the morning. They are already waiting and a tad impatient if i am ten or fifteen minutes late. I was even a little scared of them in the beginning as they would hiss and spit at me when i went into their enclosures to feed them. One of the hens is laying me a daily egg which i have been enjoying with a piece of  smoked salmon and salad for lunch, very kind of them.

This morning when Marc drops me off there is magnificent light on both the landscape and mountains, it can only happen in winter and different every time. This morning i tripped over a dead weasel in the hallway and discovered a dead rat in the swimming pool...not so lovely, disposed of both.
The geese were let out and we went for a walk with Milou, Alice and Pom Pom, the afternoon was foggy and cold. Alice and i decide to venture out on in the afternoon because Klaus and Elvira are not coming today. The fields were covered with hunters with guns and as it was fairly grey and miserable we did not get far before turning back. I had a fire lit for most of the afternoon and well into the evening, still very cold. Even Carime was staring at the fire as if she could not get close enough!

god, is that the best she can manage....not much of a fire?
This evening i hand-scripted a recipe and played around on the computer until Marc rescued me at nine.
I got into a routine, which in a strange house can take a few days, and all of my charge i became very fond of...even the geese

alice and carime bidding a fond farewell



Monday, 29 December 2014

bon fete?

 Happy Christmas to everyone and peace and happiness for 2015


bon fĂȘte literally translated from french means good feast.

We hope you have all had a great Christmas and are looking forward to the new year ahead. For us we have had another fun filled year in the Pyrenees.
Sadly lots of people we know on both sides of the channel seemed to have developed a Christmas lurgy, but spirits are mountain high and we for one look forward to another exciting adventure in 2015.
I will leave you with some empty plates and a window to our Christmas 2014 in no particular order.

any Christmas packaging keeps her busy, invisible to the dog as well?
gets crowded whilst the missus is making the bed
'i'm still standing, bigger than i ever was' spot the lyrics. Hugo and Orlando protect the tree
and considering all the paws...festive and intact!
master skills in the kitchen for mastery on the plate, moose leg steaks with vegetables
beautiful fresh oysters on boxing day
a beautiful raspberry layered cake from lidls, perfected by Marc
milou in the mountains, nice profile
dreadful traffic on the way to Bagneres??
posing outside our favourite chapel....
....and again, one man and his dog
a beautiful boxing day walk in Puntous




Thursday, 11 December 2014

the gru's have arrived

This is early December the cranes whom have always caused much interest, not least by there very loud and almost raucous pre-historic calls, are returning to southern France to over winter by a lake not far from where we live. They can travel in groups of hundreds of birds, given their size, as well as the noise they are bound to attract lots of attention. They travel from Eastern Europe, and enter north eastern France down to the Pyrenees orientales, in south-west France. Often flying further south to Spain, Portugal and Africa and as far down as Thailand and India. In May they make there way back to Sweden and eastern Europe to breed.
The common crane or Eurasian crane (Grus grus) is one of two cranes that preside in Europe, the other being the Demoiselle.
They can actually cover the distance of France corner to corner in a day, that's some energy, bearing in mind that they have quite a body weight to keep up, they are a good deal bigger than our average grey heron.
the flight paths across france

the lake is portioned off, at least a third is for the birds only and a designated nature reserve
after a hot summer the lake is looking somewhat dry, but this is only one small tip
a small gathering of gru's
landing gear on, they are very graceful birds
We now have several new observation points that they have made this summer, in terms of hides and a pretty track from the nearest observation point to the other side of the lake...about a fifteen minute walk and for those that can't or don't want to there is now a brand new car park by the original hide. They attract some serious twitchers for the next few months because they have chosen this lake to overwinter. Probably the least migratory distance and obviously not quite as warm as the tips of Africa.

they are often seen flying in very large groups, or several groups of tight v formations
some aerial displays as they get ready to land
there wingspan can cover 75ins- 96ins wingspan?!