
And because it is a vegetable, we know he won’t eat his hiding place.

And because it is a vegetable, we know he won’t eat his hiding place.

Well, we all know how much he likes to be ‘watered’…

I have often wondered how long he can hold his breath. And one can imagine the enlightening conversations these three would have.

Bird brains of a feather, flocking together.

Oh, wait… this is where his troubles began… when he got picked to run for president.

Once again, I have underestimated the man. His protective orange camouflage is going to come in handy.
When you are a security guard with a golf cart…

One of our backyard trees on a misty morning…

A sunrise the day before, from almost the same spot.

A new little friend I made the other day.

Uh… cancer research… or lunch?

I guess we will never know.