Morning! It’s the end of October, and it was 80F degrees yesterday. The pomegranates are ripe and splitting!
That’s not a political climate scare, but just fact. And it’s not uncommon in Gascony. The year I arrived here at Camont (1989), it was also a very warm October. I reveled in swimming in a nearby lake with the barge crew. We jumped off the deck i…
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