A record of those unimportant little things that are too important to be forgotten.
Saturday, November 23, 2013
While we stop to think, we often miss an opportunity.
Sophie re digs the hole for a third time. It's a little deeper and a little more towards the centre of the drive than the previous two attempts. Angus fills it in again while Bob watches. There's no doubting that if Sophie was human she'd be the sort of girl to keep a Harley parked in the barn. Demure to demonic in ten months.