Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Summer at a Snail's Pace.

Print-making! A delight and a frustration all at once, as I cover myself from head to toe in ink, mostly.

Veggies from the garden are growing colorfully and deliciously. Slow-roasted tomatoes? Yes please.

And who's been sleeping in my bed? (asked Mummy-bear).  Felix! 
July has brought us a pair of hotdogs. Nobody feels like moving, much. Maybe only to go and grill some dinner. Or jump in a lake. Or....nope, that's pretty much it.

1 comment:

  1. The dogs have the right idea about everything! Don't they always? Even being afraid of the vacuum is sensible ... That way they never have to do it. Stay cool, if you can.! nancy