Catherine says:
What's come over me? All of a sudden I've gone mushy over cute baby animals. Quelle horreure!
This morning, contrary to the agreement that The Mater and I made against doing anything other than laze away the day in the sunshine in the back courtyard, we ventured out to the Capestang market. On the way we deviated from Tomasina's instructions and ventured down some narrow dirt roads and came across this hen and her 3 chicks (one of which is obscured in the background). There was a lot of oohing and aahing. From me. And a lot of cock-a-doodle-doing from the resident coq who was secured behind some fencing.
So, there you go. French chicks have mellowed me.
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