Sunday

Last week was a bit of a non descript week, the everyday routine of farm life of checking, feeding and caring for animals was made a little bit harder with the Indian summer week we had. The sun  shone all week with the temperature a lot warmer than it has been all summer - crazy weather.

We kicked back a bit, resting after a busy period and taking things a bit slower. Yesterday once animals were fed and watered we packed a picnic and headed off to St Antonin Nobel Val to the Sunday Morning market where I brought a bargain 3 euro bag of Lautrec garlic, broken and uneven sized bulbs it was unclassified not being able to be sold in a neat plat. On the way back we stopped off at a small village, Milhar, which has a picnic spot by a brook. The small park has been planted with weeping willows where you can sit under their canopy of branches or sit on seats made out of old pallets and willow canes.

The sun had made everyone come out, the market was packed, the picnic spot had many picnickers and the road had many bikers passing by village to village.