Just getting dinner on and the kitchen light blows - so out to the lock-up for a bulb and into the alcove for a ladder. Its sleeting snow:
My poor old flowering pear is bare!
Rhonda says "No way you are climbing up there!" so she takes over.
Note the torch in the mouth! LOL!
Meanwhile, Denny-the-Dog consoled me in the warm loungeroom:
C'ya all later!
3 comments:
Hehe. Denny has a great shoulder!
Hopefully your pear tree will be back for a visit in the spring. :)
I hate when a light blows, I can't do ladders anymore and if DH is gone, I can sit there in the dark.
Pasta.... MMmmmm! Sounds good!
Love the look on Denny's face in the last pic!
Denny's a real cutey - loves his mummy and daddy - and as placid as can be! A real sook!
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