Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Old PON knowledge .




Angus heads off to London . Wilf remains behind to guard his flock . By the time the car is out of the gate he's already christened the geraniums, walked back indoors and settled in the kitchen . Pasta being rolled for lunch . A twitch of the nostril, a sigh of contentment and he's asleep . Old PON knowledge . '' Silence is the language of God, all else is poor translation '.

14 comments:

  1. Not sure I agree with Wilf this morning. I like to make a holy row myself...
    Toodle pip!
    Bertie.

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  2. Dreaming of pasta.....

    XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & roxy

    The geraniums are looking good.

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  3. Bon voyage, Angus! Wilf will be watching over the Font and homestead between naps. :-)

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  4. It sounds like Wilf has everything under control!

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  5. godspeed dear friend.
    wilfee and the font and we will await your safe return.
    hurry back marshal dillon!
    love,
    tammy j

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  6. I like Wilf's thought! It goes right along with what happened yesterday when for some reason I was unable to leave a comment on your blog and others and had to be 'silent.'

    Safe travels, Angus!

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  7. Hope the trip is short and safe. Wilf looks beautiful.

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  8. Looks summery in your corner. A perfect day for pasta and Chardonnay (and coconut ice cream of course).

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  9. Sounds like a perfect day, wee on the geraniums, sleep and pasta. Yep life is good.

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  10. Love silence - you are so right, Wilf :).

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  11. I love this dog :)

    Blessings and Love,
    Janelle, Maggie Mae and Max

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