Just over 2 weeks to the shortest day, and it isn't really light here until nearly 9am on a good day. There was also a bit of a frost here this morning - the weather station in the garden recorded -0.7ºC, but that was at head height. The pepper and aubergine plants still standing in the garden and the canna lilies at the front of the house are all showing signs of having been well frosted this afternoon, and it is probably time to cut them all down. Except that it is too cold and yukky to really want to go out side and do that.
Surely not, I hear you mutter? After all the douceur angevine, and you are in western France and all that, means that it is always warm and glowing? Not all the time, no. This morning it was a real labour of love to stand in the queues in the market, although I have to say, they were a lot shorter as a lot of fair weather shoppers couldn't face it. I did the circuit including the tea lady up Rue Basse in about 45 minutes as opposed to an hour or an hour and a quarter.
There was a ceremony at the War Memorial as I left - poor Anciens Combattants freezing as they saluted the monument and then had to listen to a speech by a Mayor. There weren't many of them due to Covid. But then it started to rain too! Once home, I had the honour of being sat on by Zola to help me warm back up again - even she couldn't be bothered with the outside world today!
After more rain, which fortunately didn't turn lumpy, it brightened up enough this afternoon for me to pop out for a bit of a walk, not much and not far, but something. Looking to the south east from one of the lanes I went up, there is a nice view across the valley, although the clouds were not at all friendly. There is more rain on the way, and as it gets dark, I guess it may become solid. There was snow this morning in Normandy I gather - brrrrrr!
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