a nice Wednesday afternoon . . .
Mom is putting about in the garden. I'll just sit here on the porch and ignore her.
If I look at her, she might ask me for something. A bowl for the vegetables? Not a chance. I don't even like vegetables. If I liked vegetables, I would be a vegan . . . but I don't.
Gosh, I hope she doesn't ask me to weed. Yuck. That is almost as bad as being forced to plant the vegetables in the first place!
1 comment:
Is that your porch? It looks so enjoyable
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