Friday, June 18, 2010


I quite like it when my parents go on trips, especially when the weather is nice, because I have an excuse to go to the farm and have a nice chat with the girls. The best time is first thing in the morning when I get to open up the barn and they are all so pretty.

And the one bloke of course. He talks the most anyway.

I can't imagine choosing to live in a city. I look at these views and wish for a lottery win so I could escape to my own place in the country.

1 comment:

mrsnesbitt said...

Oh yes - the girls I love the greeting I receive from our hens every morning!