Have not raining, I take this opportunity! For safety, I take the parasol ... and in fact after 10 minutes, here it is! First a thin drizzle of the valley in the mountains when it snows, even though the temperature here is quite different: the trees are losing leaves and now you can comfortably without a jacket. And then a rain denser, though still light. But before it arrives, there is no time to enjoy the colors of autumn along the Orne.
After a stroll downtown, the crowd that Saturday afternoon to go shopping, I go back home (Ele): I have to cross the river but today, to change direction, walk the walk, under the trees along the river from one deck to another. But look how fast here decompose the leaves falling, there is already a brown paste spread on the ground everywhere, mingled with rain and leaves. We try to avoid at least the points where it is most concentrated. In mid
course, a stroke of genius: they are not leaves, it is the fault of thousands of birds are gathering these days to go south! Under the trees if they could smell a few days ago, how did I forget? From the window on Monday, before dusk, we saw flocks that raduvano, disappeared, came back, circled, crossed ... a frantic beating of wings of birds blacks, many dots on the horizon and then disappeared behind trees and houses. Even the following day, at night, the cheerful chirping of the leaves was large even in the noise of traffic. I wonder if they are now all gone.
good trip, I'm going to clean the shoes. 
0 comments:
Post a Comment