Wildlife

Each morning I leave Le Couvent at 6.30 with a basket and our two dogs. We bundle into the old van and head off for the baker's and greengrocer's to pick up bread, pastries and fruit for the guests' breakfast. The dogs remain patiently in the car. Then we drive up into the vineyards where I cycle like a mad thing and they run like the clappers. I yell 'run away rabbits' all the time to give the stupid creatures time to escape before the dogs spot them. So far they've been lucky. The yelling startles the birds too and I have wonderful displays of fury from the hoopoes who fly off with their crests raised in warning.

This morning I spotted two magnificent hares too. Boy do they have big ears.