Sitting here at my spot on a Sunday morning, I can see the butterflies on the buddleia just out the door and the robins and other birds wander around in the rose garden. Everything is so nicely framed by my big, double-glazed, back terrace door. At night, I pull the wooden shutter door shut and that way I don't have to lock up.
Some mornings, I leave the shutter closed and open the double glazed glass door so that Lola can "pretend" she's outside when that outside air wafts in under the crack at the bottom of the door. No, she doesn't go out. The crack is enough for her to enjoy, but not enough to escape.
I headed out on my bike yesterday morning, only for it to begin raining halfway to Montbrun. I know I'm not going to melt, and am happy to ride through the morning mist, but this was definitely drops.
I turned around and felt a little cheated.
This morning I thought I'd make a quick trip into Cajarc for a few essentials. Now that I'm riding more, a "run" into Cajarc feels even easier!
I left at 8:30 and wondered if I could make it back by 9:30?
Early is always better for me because of the cool, less people, and much more energy.
I was very quick with the Petit Casino essentials and then had to have a few goodies from Besse's.
I'd thought about going to see my "Merci Lady" at St. Etienne, but really wanted to get back.
It wasn't a race, but I wanted to spend some quality time with her and thought a separate visit might be best.
As I was crossing the first set of train tracks at the first train house, I could see the morning mist had settled into the valley and over the treetops as some beautiful, soft, fuzzy, animal of your choice. It always makes me want to reach out and touch it with my hands, or pretend that I am wrapped in its soft morning sweetness.
Then, there was a break in the trees, way before my usual stair step stopping place on this part of the road.
I passed it up and almost kept going.
But instead, I stopped, leaned my bike against the road wall, and walked back.
I couldn't resist capturing a few photos.
Another gorgeous morning in the Lot. What a way to start any day!
Happy Sunday!
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