For some reason I really have to twist Bea’s arm to get her to go for a walk in the vineyard. I would go there everyday if she would be more agreeable. She always has a good time once she’s out for a while but the whining sort of puts me off sometimes. Anyway – we made it out for a walk yesterday and counted 16 different kinds of flowers. Claire is proving to be a very enthusiastic walker. It was lovely.



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