Is it Sunday?

The day started very civilised, we enjoyed a long lie in, and then a leisurely breakfast, after all, it is Sunday. It really is so easy not to know what day it is, is it? But I’m not ready for that just yet!

It was much cooler, a pleasant 25°c, which meant sorting boxes and filling shelves was a much easier task. We spent pretty much all of the day just sorting stuff out, which was rewarding, to see some normality coming back to the house.
One of the things I love about where our home is now is the fact that we can literally walk out of the front or back of the garden and stroll up into the vines. We are totally surrounded by vines, that the Vigneron dedicate their lives to, lovingly tending and cultivating superb champagne grapes from. So we decided to take advantage of the cooler evening and go for a walk. As you pass along the well kept rocky tracks between the various aspects of vines, you can pick out the rows tended by different owners. Some are very well manicured, some a little more unkept, but all respected.