A couple of weeks ago I was sitting in the salon reading in the late afternoon when I heard the unmistakable sound of a horse clip-clopping down the street. It's not the first time we've had a horse come down the street, but it is unusual, so I rushed to the door to see who it was. It was particularly intriguing because not only was there the sound of the horse's hooves on the road surface, but whoever was accompanying the horse was playing a flute!
The big one is for a draft horse, the little one underneath for a donkey.
Simon was out in Célestine doing a picnic for Chateau Valcreuse. He tells me that he saw the outfit earlier, near Yzeures, and gave the guy a wave as he passed (slowly and carefully, as one should when there are horses involved).