I was out walking one of my old familiar routes yesterday.It is good to be home and back in familiar places and faces. To be surrounded with family and friends all glad to see you home is a very good feeling.
My walk was very different from those I have been having this past five weeks. I got ready to go out in my usual shorts and t-shirt. I got to the back door and had to about turn and put on warmer clothes. Even in warmer clothes I was freezing all the way around my walk.
Still I did feel happy to be home, even though I really do love France and its people and places. I have now spent almost five months in France this year.
As I was walking and thinking of all of this I remembered the story of the crow, probably aroused by a group of squawking crows in the field.