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 '.
Not sure I agree with Wilf this morning. I like to make a holy row myself...ReplyDelete
Dreaming of pasta.....ReplyDelete
XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & roxy
The geraniums are looking good.
Bon voyage, Angus! Wilf will be watching over the Font and homestead between naps. :-)ReplyDelete
It sounds like Wilf has everything under control!ReplyDelete
godspeed dear friend.ReplyDelete
wilfee and the font and we will await your safe return.
hurry back marshal dillon!
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.'ReplyDelete
Safe travels, Angus!
Hope the trip is short and safe. Wilf looks beautiful.ReplyDelete
Looks summery in your corner. A perfect day for pasta and Chardonnay (and coconut ice cream of course).ReplyDelete
Wilf is a wise dog.ReplyDelete
Wilf will miss Angus.....ReplyDelete
Sounds like a perfect day, wee on the geraniums, sleep and pasta. Yep life is good.ReplyDelete
Safe travels, nice pictures.ReplyDelete
Love silence - you are so right, Wilf :).ReplyDelete
I love this dog :)ReplyDelete
Blessings and Love,
Janelle, Maggie Mae and Max