February was cold. Too cold. The winter seemed to be endless. In the middle of the month the snowdrops started to grow. And daylight was “growing” as well. Me and the dogs had some very nice walks and visited our neighbours. I don’t think the cats of Mr C. like us much though. When we meet them, we always meow or wag our tails. But they sit in the bocage and hiss at us.
At the end of February a car stopped at our property. A man opened the trunk, took something out, went back to the trunk, to the bocage (wallhedge), to the trunk.. We had just visited someone in the village and were on our way back. When I saw this man, I thought he was putting garbage at the road, bulky waste or something like that. People do that sometimes. We hurried. When we reached the car I greeted the man and he stopped to do what he was doing.. digging out “our” snowdrops. Phex immediately showed him, what to do with snowdrops and sat down on them. I allowed the man to dig some flowers, that was kind of difficult though. Phex was sitting on them. It turned out that the man was the son of someone who once lived on the pasturage in what is now the sheep barn. But I must have scared the man somehow. He suddenly told me his wife waits for him and off he went. I swear, I didn’t do anything. I’m rather harmless, but I look like a valkyrie and that scares little French men sometimes.