Gorgeous! Nothing beats Canadian landscapes.

We’ve been having rainy days. My little cube of sugar, in his rain coat, got a half block from home and raced right back refusing to melt further. The sugar cube who has no compulsions about diving into a stagnant duck pond to chase ducks, or trekking through the fjord on walkies.

Im just known as Freddie’s mum. I get introduced that way by virtually everyone in my neighborhood to their guests.

Erg *part* of the investor. Overly distracted by new haircut.

The desqueaking is an art form. We’re of the pointer investor group for stuffy ducks.

And he was diligently not harassed. I took the photo from a distance.

erm grass snake. I make regular errors to keep everyone on their toes.

Missing word “long” before hike and misplaced comma. Its hot.