This morning I was out in the garden with the dogs. I noticed all the clover around. St.Patrick’s day- how appropriate. I also noticed all the different colors of flowers they were growing.
And of course George, as Irish-looking as can be, noticed I wasn’t paying attention to him- and plopped down for one millisecond right in the clover. A short break from puppy-constant locomotion-mode!
Have a great weekend friends! And be careful out there, “getting your Irish on!”.