Yes, you read the title right, I have found a new love - cows and found a new love for pears. Elizabeth and I started taking long walks as soon as we came to live in Le Gault. We are in the middle of this beautiful countryside and we did not want to miss out on it. The first few weeks we chose different roads each time - we would walk through numerous villages just by walking straight down one road. One day we were walking through this beautiful village, and it was almost magical. We walked by a deserted mansion that looked like it was from Beauty and the Beast - as we explored we then found horses, and to our delight a pear tree just growing on the side of the road. We both looked at each other and with mischevious delight decided to pick the most perfect pears we could find and eat them. We thought it was so French, just eating a pear on the side of the road with the juice dribbling over our hands. This is why I now have fond memories of pears.
Another marvelous day, we found ourselves exploring another road, and another town. We walked with awe struck eyes as we saw, blueberries just growing beside the road, and then raspberries and blackberries. We saw apple trees, hens, roosters...it was like a movie. Then we see to the left of us some cows. We were intrigued. They were far away so Elizabeth "mooed" at the cows (in a French accent of course), they also seemed intrigued, Elizabeth decided that another moo was necessary just for fun. This second moo caused the cows (5 of them) to run, gallop even towards the extremely weak fence that was created to keep them in. As screams of delight escaped our lips we ran away in fits of laughter. When we were brave enough to return we saw five angry cows staring us down. We walked home, fearful that everytime we turned around we would see cows galloping towards us. Yesterday we decided to return to the cows with our friend Andrej. As we practiced our French cow accent, we found that we really had learnt their language - I can not describe what I saw everytime we mooed, but it was a sight. If you were to drive by you would see three people dying of laughter. Let us say we learnt their love language. I therefore have decided that I love cows because they bring me joy.
To see the cows, please refer to facebook.
Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving back at home !
<3
Miss you all with my whole heart.
This really was a post about nothing, but I do hope that you enjoyed it.
Another marvelous day, we found ourselves exploring another road, and another town. We walked with awe struck eyes as we saw, blueberries just growing beside the road, and then raspberries and blackberries. We saw apple trees, hens, roosters...it was like a movie. Then we see to the left of us some cows. We were intrigued. They were far away so Elizabeth "mooed" at the cows (in a French accent of course), they also seemed intrigued, Elizabeth decided that another moo was necessary just for fun. This second moo caused the cows (5 of them) to run, gallop even towards the extremely weak fence that was created to keep them in. As screams of delight escaped our lips we ran away in fits of laughter. When we were brave enough to return we saw five angry cows staring us down. We walked home, fearful that everytime we turned around we would see cows galloping towards us. Yesterday we decided to return to the cows with our friend Andrej. As we practiced our French cow accent, we found that we really had learnt their language - I can not describe what I saw everytime we mooed, but it was a sight. If you were to drive by you would see three people dying of laughter. Let us say we learnt their love language. I therefore have decided that I love cows because they bring me joy.
To see the cows, please refer to facebook.
Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving back at home !
<3
Miss you all with my whole heart.
This really was a post about nothing, but I do hope that you enjoyed it.
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