George has his favourite toy, a lime coloured ball. We’ve tried various colours, but lime is his favourite. It’s supposed to have a rope on it, but they last only mini seconds. Throw, chase, bounce, catch, re-catch, strut with success, lie down and chew, drop it to the ground, repeat!
Meanwhile, Rosie just looks on with a disinterested disdain,
“Moi? Run and catch? Behave, let the young boy do what he wants, he’ll learn”!
It takes two to shift this. “This” is a cider mill apple squashing/squishing/juice squeezing wheel.…
Nothing beats an early morning stroll around the garden. https://youtube.com/shorts/jE2BieGdtv4?si=k9thYfmJsd2nue3e
In the wild flower meadow nature has collapsed the daffodils overnight. Slowly, imperceptibly, the daffs…
A Sunday look at the (new) polytunnel. https://youtu.be/X6p4vtDWKS0?si=pYT71mJdimF9mMng
Arguably, the spelling could be correct as it was here last week, and it’s still…