It's a fresh air day. Swedes are big on fresh air days. All the doors and windows in The Rickety Old Farmhouse are flung wide open. Bob and Sophie see this as an invitation to run in and out of the house. You'd think they'd soon tire of this game. You'd also think they'd soon stopping howling with delight. How wrong you'd be.
After lunch Sophie liberates Furry Fox from Bobs secret hiding place. Much excitement ensues.
Life in the fast lane.
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Poor Bob. Destined to be outsmarted by his sister!
You make me smile! Thank you.
The interior of the ROF looks beautifully cozy, although the garden holds pleasures beyond comprehension...if you're a mischievous PON.
Oh no, Sophie's stolen furry fox! I guess there will be sibling savaging later?
Living here in the Caribbean, I have fresh air days every single day....it's the first thing I do every morning....fling all the windows and doors open to greet another day.
Angus did you ever locate the source of furry fox? Sure would be nice to have another four lying around....they bring such pleasure to the PON duo.
A good and perfect day in deepest France Profonde!
I must have been Swedish in a previous life. I would keep my windows open year round if we didn't see temps of -45 celcius in this part of the world in the winter months. I love fresh air days.
Sophie 1. Bob 0. Game on............
Hmmm. Could I be part Swedish?
I have fresh air days as well. Particularly the first day of fall!
xo
Poor Sophie - no morose builder's lads to make the Furry Fox game really exciting.
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