Great tune, Meanie
I too, am a bit given to provide a bearskin rug for my lady
But
Just haven’t the heart
‘Course, if Mr Bear goes after what’s left of my heart…that tune will come to mind
Saw him strolling down the path around 6 this morn
He’s getting’ a bit too friendly
Moving along;
Some young lads down the path got wind of my detestation of anything unnatural in the decoration dept near my cabin or anywhere on my property
Plastic flamingos and cement gnomes being at the top of my list
It’s been a bone of contention tween me and my lady
So
They got me some gnomes
Placed ‘em strategically around my domain while I was in town
I owe them
I think I’ll purchase some real peacocks for their places
You know, the ones given to screaming
I have begrudgingly kept a couple of those gnomes, since my lady is given to such things
They are a bit of a curiosity for the chippies
In other news;
I get a bit fixated at wood patterns
What do you see in this one?
For me, it was an apple caressed by the grains of time
(this is what I do when sitting on the outhouse throne, staring at the door)
Tomorrow;
interesting spider webs of privy world