back yard diaries

Grass. Lot's of grass.



Oh, you're supposed to run on/across/around in it.



Like this?



Or like this?

baths are no fun

Red hates bathing as much as I do.

face off

...

hello? anyone there?

No one here but us hot dogs.

deep thoughts.

Tired.

Going.



Going.



Gone.

red loves nature. and sitting.

Sometimes a quick walk during work hours turns into this: