Paint Pot Beetle

Out for a Sunday Stroll in our new neighbourhood inevitably meant stumbling on some wondrous and strange Vochos. I'm constantly amazed, but now never surprised by the endless variety of the Ubiquitous German Egg!

I say stroll, but I really mean hobbling limp! My leg has become so bad, I´m actually taking about double the time to get anywhere. Sandra wants me to go see a doctor, but I'm being my typically curmodgeonly self and resisiting. However, if this immobility (and pain) keeps up, I may have to relent.