love is in the air

Spring has sprung all over the place here and there is love in the air.

I have a couple of blackbirds building a nest in the wisteria outside my dining room window, and as they fly back and forth, tirelessly adding to the construction I can almost hear them saying "honey, do you think this twig looks good here, or would it be better by the door?" 

Romance in our guest cottage too;  we have a young student couple staying who are just the sweetest pair you have ever met.  Good looking, polite, bright and ... in love.

They only had room for one book in their tightly packed backpack, so they are reading it together - and do you know how? ... they take turns reading out loud to each other each evening after supper...... SIGH

Their romance was only surpassed by a young local farmer who farms a large field that rises over the road leading into the village.  When his girlfriend drove into town for an appointment , he jumped onto his  tractor and headed off, a determined look on his face.

As she drove back home, and rounded the corner to bring her into the valley her foot slammed onto the brakes.  On the hill ahead, in letters 10 meters high, there were words ploughed into the ground

V E U X   T U
M 'E P O U S E R

(Will you marry me?). 

 Her boyfriend's blue tractor was heading down the hill towards her, his smile as broad as his message ... I hear that wedding bells will be ringing in June.

Even Gibson is lovesick since our blacksmith turned up on Friday with a young lady covered in spots...

L'amour toujours l'amour .....