There was that big End and then la Grande
Silence but Mailhos is not dead!
Firstly I have a book coming out this week in
the gallic tongue but soon enough, I hope in English.
The book weighs 590g and has 244 pages
recounting the tale of Carol and Jean Francois trying to be farmers from the
début in 2006 up to the serene year of 2011… with recipes, chickens and many daft stories.
News is that Mailhos didn’t want us to leave and is missing
us and as our work is unfinished, we are returning home to the Bearnaise
countryside in the new year to continue our adventures.
Right now the garden is a jungle of weeds and
slugs where nature has taken our place both inside and outside. The swimming
pool is a green sludge of happy frogs and salmanders while muscat grape vines
and wasp nests have left me barely enough room to turn my head in the
greenhouse.
But its not too sad because there are so many
happy birds and animals using Mailhos as a haven, especially during the
forthcoming hunting season.
So right now the caravan is on its travels and
wearing out the husband so he will never want to leave our enchanted life for
any long period again with a return in Spring to repair the damage of time and damage the repair our bones have
undergone….
