Friday, 2 November 2012

My overseer

When I'm outside gardening, my companion, who shall remain nameless at this point, always trots out beside me to see what I'm up to.
In the middle of the chore, I may look around to find that he is no where to be found. He is very smart that one..... I wear a hat, he does not.......maybe his head gets hot, I don't know.
All I know is, is that sometimes he wanders away to find himself a shady spot where he can observe me working.
Yesterday was no different.....the crotons at the side of the house needed a good trim.  They were overhanging in the walkway.

 So outside I went, followed by my trusted friend.........

Brownie the Overseer
You missed a spot...can't you see?  Gosh nothing would ever get done properly around here without me checking on everything.

Well trimmed crotons means lots of plant cuttings for my girlfriends to propagate.....a special delivery later today will surely brighten their day.


  1. In my mind, gardening or cooking wouldn't be the same without an assistant.

  2. I totally agree with you of course!!
    I will be trying some of that lovely pumpkin chutney soon...thanks for the idea.

  3. Missy does the same thing. You can't supervise properly if you're uncomfortable.

  4. Maybe I'll get him a large brimmed hat with holes for his ears to stick through, and perhaps a canine cabana...he'd love that.

  5. I look forward to seeing Brownie with a hat! I'll bet that he wouldn't be too amused. I was catching up with your posts last night (mine) after having had The Family down for dinner when I fell asleep with the laptop on my knee. It was only 11.30 pm which is the latest I've stayed awake since I arrived back but my body clock still hasn't adjusted to my old hours of bed after midnight and up around 0700. So now to catch up with the rest of your posts.

    1. I'm not sure Mr. Brownie will be pleased if I put a hat on his head, that is left to be seen.
      I still can't figure out how many hours you are ahead now. When you were in Lewis, it was five hours, now I don't have a clue. Please give me a heads up.
      I hope that your body settles back into its new time zone soon.

    2. You are 17 hours behind me (or I am 17 in front of you depending on which way you find easier to deal with!) and assuming I have my maths correct. So as I write this in New Zealand it is 2220 Sunday and with you it is 0520 Sunday. Good morning and have a great day. I'm off to bed in an hour or so. I hope that your day is as restful as mine has been.

    3. That's a lot of hope I can remember that you are now 17 hours ahead of me.
      You have already lived the day by the time I open my


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