Tuesday 23 October
It’s a short piece from me today. Tom wasn’t feeling too well so we have spent the day pretty much doing notalot.
Leigh did attempt a few pieces of writing before picking up her current book, Agatha Christie’s ‘Twelve Labours of Hercules’. Intrigued about the original twelve labours of Hercules she then went on the internet. Not having studied the classics she found Hercules an interesting character: a Greek God, a saver of mankind and a man who killed his wife and children (after which his twelve labours formed his punishment for doing so) he certainly seems to have led a full life.
I spent a while watching a shepherd today.
It appears that our campsite is used for grazing sheep too – maybe because apart from us and a Czechoslovakian couple in a camper van, the site is empty. The shepherd had a small, rotund dog with him who simply ran around the site, nose to the ground, enjoying reading the trees and the long blades of grass. Once my entertainment had disappeared off in the direction of the small river at the bottom of our site I took Leigh for a walk. We walked in the direction of the town then turned around and walked back as there were a few loose dogs about – I worry about catching fleas from strays. Yelp!
Once back Leigh decided to go out for a run: she does get bored easily. Around 4pm Tom decided he needed to get out for some fresh air so the three of us took a stroll. As always, I love looking at humans houses and their gardens. I was fascinated to see about four sheep in one garden, a cow in another, many chickens in another and a horse being driven in to yet another garden – all within about ten minutes of each other.
This really is a self-sufficient, ‘good life’ type of town.
Woofs, Martha xx
PS. There’s one of those cutebutcrude haystacks on our campsite…looks like a couple of doors at the bottom, so wondering what might live here?