Monday, June 1, 2009

From time to time little hopes spring up...

A few randoms for you dears...
Sunday breakfast for one whilst planning the weeks' meals [hopelessly unaware of our peril].


Suspicious pups have been warning of silent, encroaching invaders...
we know not how severe the threat may be, but the guard dogs insist IT. IS. REAL.
(I'm gonna go with... a feral cat maybe? Or excessive rabbit "activity"? Perhaps another chupacabra living on the hill?) Whatever it is, we'll be ready. We have a BBQ and some seasoning salt...


Meanwhile, we take our frustrations out on a cardboard tube, they are very affordable therapy.


When it feels safe to step out... we revel in the sun and fresh air since everything feels more beautiful these days. I cannot however, wear this shirt to work any more as I discovered late today that my new friend (le tattoo) shows right through. Piffle.


Bye for now~

1 comment:

Raven said...

What a shame! That top is gorg!