box elder

This shrew showed itself the first day we arrived, running across the path. Later I saw it trotting sedately down the outside steps towards the door to our room.
It climbed up the wall and pottered along the windowsill, then investigated the groove in the frame where the outside shutter ran,...

... where she had a really rather marvellous time, as did we. We took endless walks, around the Kernéléhen peninsular,
on paths and lanes some of which I'd not discovered before,
and on the rough stony beaches, getting her first taste of the sea, I think,...

It's true, the blogging muscles have grown rather flabby.
What has been happening?
We had our sculpting friend Jantien to stay. Here she is sculpting, or her hands anyway:

It's become quite apparent since we had Elfie that if you want to reach a whole new level of assimilation into life in Brittany, get yourself a Brittany spaniel.* Many older local friends glow with admiration at the sight of her, or love to hear about...