Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England.
Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it!
I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing.
On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell!
Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.
6 thoughts on “Spud on Sunday Part XXXVIII (Holiday Edition)”
He loves to watch the world go by, he thought our holiday let was the bees knees as he could sit in the window and watch all the comings and goings. It is a blessing he rarely barks.
August 7, 2011 at 5:33 pm
Lovely – what was he looking at in particular?
August 9, 2011 at 9:06 pm
He loves to watch the world go by, he thought our holiday let was the bees knees as he could sit in the window and watch all the comings and goings. It is a blessing he rarely barks.
August 7, 2011 at 6:27 pm
I wonder what he was thinking! xx
August 8, 2011 at 4:55 am
Looks as though he is surveying his kingdom. He must be proud to have it all lie at his feet (paws).
August 8, 2011 at 1:27 pm
Perfect British-summer-time picture .. lovely scenery, ominous clouds in the distance.
August 11, 2011 at 4:14 am
It strikes me that dogs must love a change of scenery as much as we do. So long as there’s a good wall.