I painted her cross-eyed?
She is charming just the same
The apples will ripen and so will the plums and the pears ...while I'm off to new adventures
I hope that:
Our house sitters, from the big city, won't mind the rooster crowing at 4 o'clock in the morning
Stanley, our gentleman cat, will not bring mice and voles to the front door
That the chickens will not go into a molt, I have promised our friends fresh chicken eggs every morning
That the Charolais bull and his girls will not decide that the "grass is greener on the other side"
That it will not freeze so our house guests can enjoy the bounty of the garden and flowers to bring into the house
Au revoir, my dear blogging friends