Final flower
Not long before the last light of the afternoon, I was in the side garden with Stella.
The final pears on the ground are turning to mush, but this did not deter the hound one bit.
We had a cheekily chirpy robin for company.
Not long before the last light of the afternoon, I was in the side garden with Stella.
The final pears on the ground are turning to mush, but this did not deter the hound one bit.
We had a cheekily chirpy robin for company.
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