Yesterday: four mobile homes in Leclerc's car park (tourists arriving like swallows); silk tree by the swimming pool that has looked so dead finally sprouting one or two tiny buds with just a hint of green; Tod, sitting on the veranda reading, just wearing shorts. Spring is here at last.
Today: our vet has put Clara to sleep, our courageous, beautiful eleven year-old Airedale whose tough old heart finally gave out. May heaven have many squirrels for you to chase.
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