It HAS to be a totally sane month on the blog and emails. Every three weeks, the blog gets crazy. Or my emails. This has to stop. 

A dog is barking, a bird is trilling. It can be so very perfect here in the morning. The walk with Billy boy to the cafe shop was great and hot and sunny. WE met David, my all time favourite neighbour I always see as a good omen when I bump into him. The old lady across from my parents house died yesterday. She was the mother of three children, two girls one boy, with whom my sister and I played a lot. She was 91 and died within 3 months. Ideal death truly. And a very very good life. Her name was Madame Bourgeois!