M. Montagne's cows

The owl have not yet gone up to their summer pastures.  These ones belong to our neighbour M. Montagne, a gruff man who will occasionally wave if he is in a good mood but often comes down our narrow one way street the wrong way and expects us to back up!  This morning I dismantled a wardrobe that had been in what will be the new ringing area and then moved some very heavy and dirty beams in the crypt.  We hope to make a small chapel in this space which can be heated for the greatly reduced winter congregation.