Silent Sunday: Where’s my supper?




46 comments on “Silent Sunday: Where’s my supper?

  1. and then he says – “well if supper must tarry, I will enjoy the company of that sweet lady over there… the one who keeps taking my photo – I think S is her name….”

    • No he didn’t seem to be very lucky at all, and when he saw a Great Egret land on my side of the pond, he immediately flew over to chase him away from HIS territory. He thinks he’s the King here. πŸ™‚

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