Too much water

We went for a walk this morning on a loop around Py. Half way round we found we could not continue as the log bridge had been swept away and we could not cross the river. We retraced our steps which involved repeating a steep ascent and descent. So the walk was a little more tiring but none the less enjoyable. On arrival in the village I asked an old lady if there was a bread delivery. She offered to buy our bread when the van arrived and keep it for us in her house. There is little more uplifting than the kindness of strangers.