What happens when a horsemad Ould Wagon moves from Cork to Provence with 2 horses, 2 dogs and a Long Suffering Husband? Why, she gets a third dog, discovers Natural Horsemanship à la Française and starts writing short stories, of course…
All packed and ready to go.
I dropped my wonderful Youngest Daughter off at the bus station in Aix today.
Although it’s hard to know who’s under that rucksack.
There have been way too many goodbyes going on here recently.
I’ll miss these guys.
It’s always hard to say goodbye. I’m sure they’ll be back as soon as they can.
SISTER! That’s my jumper. Do you have my black one? I demand you visit and return them. I am very cold.
HAHA sisters, eh!
You left it behind you, I will so kindly return it when I visit your new house. Also, what black Jumper? I found this one on the mezanine xx
Aw 😦 hopefully you’ll see them soon x
Maybe January 😦
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