Drainage ditch

Despite Henry not having broken down the other day, he’s nevertheless a bit broken.

On the way back home from the garage, I took a little stroll and a photo of the the teasels wearing snow hats at the corner of the drainage ditch. There might have been more snow today (mostly melted), but it was almost warm in the sun.

Henry behaved himself at the garage, so they still don’t know what’s wrong with him. I have to go back tomorrow to see if I can coax Henry into misbehaving. Something seems wrong, somehow.