We've had days of glum wet dark humid rainy weather, a promise of much more of the same to come. Miro and I are doing lots of "fetch" indoors while Alanis, not understanding the concept of running after a toy, much less bringing it back, stands in front of me wagging her tail. Miro gets praised for bringing the toy back--sometimes I don't even have to pry it out of his mouth!--and Alanis gets praised for standing there.
Here's the real reason for this post. I was recalling sunshine by looking at photos from a couple of weeks ago in Victoria's
Butchart Gardens.
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This is part of the sunken garden, a former quarry.
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| And Krispy Creme, the honorary Indus Airedale, in her "rub my belly" pose. |
