Why mess with the master?
My little forays into the garden, during rare quiet moments, really are a joy. They counteract the barely restrained chaos that life seems to be these days. They are minutes where I can wander around, listening to birds singing and bees buzzing; feeling the warmth from whichever animal is standing the closest to me. I can stroke Pio and pat Cousteau, and just enjoy being for a short while.
Then life starts up again, and it's all go.
The perfection of nature is just mind-blowing.
I saw this dandelion clock against the grey fence. I liked it. It blends in well with its surroundings.
I'm off to Mass in a bit, after walking Cousteau.
And the merry-go-round continues.
Night all.
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