Three windmills, Faugères

I think this has been my two year old granddaughters Chloe's favourite outing this week. We went to the Three windmills walk and it was in the clouds, within a few minutes a storm came in and we soon got soaked, the rain got very, very hard and the only people out was our family and another rather wet British family with their soaked children. 

Chloe loved all the puddles and then the gushing torrents of red water flooding down the hill, the harder it came the more excited she got. We all got back in the car and she ran off shouting more puddies, more! In the end we all come home rather wet, but everyone said it was a very exciting walk and had ticked all of Chloe's boxes for her thrill seeking. Three was me saying be careful of storms and we ended up in one. The thunder was a long way off though and we were never that far from the car. Mind you I wouldn't recommend it for the best way to spend Sunday morning!

After a storm in the evening, I was woken with flashes, sparks, zapping noises and finally burst of flames from a cable in the garden opposite fraying it caught in the trees. It was such luck that it had been raining all night as the garden is like a meadow and full of dried grasses and trees. If the cable had come down or it hadn't rained I think the forest behind and a few houses would have been in real danger. The kittens seemed tired today and rather damp. I think they have found our wood store cellar now so they stay mostly dry in the heavy rainstorms today. EDF were very quick to come and fix the power cable and all is well in Mons once again.