Haven't used the camera much recently. Dug it out the other day and downloaded the snaps. Some were taken up at the military area high in the hills where I took Jock for a little stroll last Autumn. Didn't realise it at the time but it would be one of Jock's last walks away from home territory. Also, I didn't realise the poor wee blighter was quite ill. Just thought he was slowing down due to old age. Anyways, parked up on the high point and was about to take a photo of the distant Auvergne mountains when there was a loud explosion. Military manoeuvres. A bomb had gone off. Took a snap of the resultant smoke cloud, hopped back in the car and headed back to a quieter area for our little stroll. Ah, Jocky liked his walks. So did Sprocket. And I'm pleased to say they had some damn fine bits of country to potter about in, both in the UK and in France.
A Winters's Harvest
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