I miss France terribly. Right now the wisteria will be in full bloom and another family will be enjoying the delights of our old home. But I am starting to fall in love with Lincolnshire. This morning we set off early for a ride, cycling through the countryside - newly ploughed fields, bright yellow fields of rapeseed and green fields of cereal. The lanes were mostly empty, a few hares bounding along the verges and the odd pheasant strutting slowly across the road. We climbed quite high for this part of the country and had marvellous views of the Wolds to the east and across to Gainsborough and the power stations to the west.
Cycling seems to be a popular sport around here, we often see other cyclists. French cyclists take their riding very seriously and were always quite curt, just a nod and perhaps a bonjour. It’s more relaxed here, “Good morning, are you alraaaaght?” I think it’s a local greeting; I assume they are not really concerned about my welfare or style of riding!
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Looks like a beautiful day for a ride! -Jenn
ReplyDeleteIt was perfect.
DeleteWow. What a beautiful blue sky. Just wish this weather would last but we have rain on the way for Wednesday onwards.
ReplyDeleteThis won't last, I think we have showers forecast for Wednesday.
DeleteI photographed a rape field this afternoon for my blog post tonight. It is yellow all around now is it not.
ReplyDeleteThe yellow is quite dazzling. Looks good against the blue skies.
DeleteSo happy to hear you are loving your new place in the world!
ReplyDeleteI think we struck lucky.
DeleteThe rapeseed gives me the sneezles, must be the pollen.
ReplyDeleteI'm just waiting to start sneezing.
DeleteI can envision your new home after reading this. It sounds lovely.
ReplyDeleteIt's a quintessential English village.
DeleteSo pleased to hear you are enjoying your new area.
ReplyDeleteStill lots to explore.
DeleteYour 'Post Office' looks smaller than I remember them.
ReplyDeleteThat is a particularly small post box. The visiting 'post office' is open two half days a week in the village hall.
DeleteA very good thing about your new home is that you are surrounded by English-speaking people. Unless ex-pats are fluent in French, the language barrier will create obstacles and distances. I am thinking about my brother and his girlfriend who have lived in the foothills of the Pyrenees for fifteen years but their French remains of faltering O level standard.
ReplyDeleteI have to admit it's nice to be able to chat more easily to people here but our French friends and neighbours were very forgiving and often amused by our execrable French.
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