Mother's Garden

That's right, that's Mother's Garden...if only little Bugs knew how to read.

I'm really going to need a dog sooner rather than later. This one is young, sporting a Peter Rabbit attitude. I caught him stretching out on the paving stone right at the entrance. He really didn't figure out I was nearby as I kept the door closed and blipped out the window.

Hm mm, Hassenfeffer for dinner? Better set a trap!