you have a trusty camera for bedfellow.
Thoughtful friends send flowers, fragrant cups of early morning
tea appear up the hill in fog and rain by courtesy of loving daughter
pointing out the window .....
at someone watching us ..... there were at least three of them
as well as the intently grazing sheep ...
The camera levitated and headed in to the car-port hoping for
more and came up trumps.
Circumnavigating the cars, she let me get quite close
before discretion seemed the better part of valour
just two hops and another stop to look, probably wishing she
had a camera too ...