So where's the snow?

Muddling through life from Austria to Wales; God, life and a small black dog


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Early Morning along the Murradweg

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In a desire to escape the heat, Swingle and I went for a trot along the bike path at about 7.30 am this morning.

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It was wonderfully cool in the shade.

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It’s not mist on the flowers, but grass seed heads.

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She snacked her way along as there seemed to be a plague of dead and decapitated shrews on the way! She also picked up the scent of a hare, but fortunately didn’t see it although I did.

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When we hit the warm patches it was pleasantly warm, We finished up the walk with Swingle having a paddle in the Mur, then it was home for breakfast.

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