Just before the long weekend, you could have sworn it was fall instead of spring with the light red in the trees highlighted by the early morning sun.
And a bunny...
Hippity-hop, hippity-hop.
Just before the long weekend, you could have sworn it was fall instead of spring with the light red in the trees highlighted by the early morning sun.
And a bunny...
Hippity-hop, hippity-hop.
My wood guy/tree guy came by today and helped get rid of some pesky silver birch that were about to be trouble for the power line.
I have more firewood now!! And kindling!
Thank goodness Barb won't be going through THIS anymore! Go-oo Black Betty, Bulang Bulang!
Finally, I've uploaded the sound file of Chris a year and a half ago when he left an interesting message about his travels on Barb's answering machine:
Ahhhhhhhh! The breakfast of champions!