Early Morning Walks

As I said yesterday, Olga's been getting me up extra-early in the morning, given that we have lots of sunlight now. I always take her out first thing, and since it's so light, I've been bringing along the camera.

This morning we set out shortly after 5 a.m. and passed the fabled Blue Door from the movie "Notting Hill," which in real life is rather prosaically situated next to a not-very-romantic (but posh!) nail salon. (The movie door is on the right.)

We checked in on our friend the street art fox, who is looking much flakier and weathered than he once did.

We also saw a real urban fox, warily watching us from afar. Of course I didn't have my long lens, so this picture is severely cropped and hence a bit grainy. Olga wanted to run after it in the worst way. We walked up to where it had been and she sniffed around, but the fox had vanished as thoroughly as a ghost.

The other day we came across an old Citroen that gave us an opportunity for a bit of reflection. (It also apparently gave Olga horse hooves.)

And here's the beast herself, facing into the sunrise one morning last week. The planter behind her is actually a watering trough for horses, from back in the day -- hence the motto.