our Backyard.

our Backyard.

it was a lazy Saturday afternoon, so we sat in the backyard and chatted until the mosquitoes came out. The dog is a stray (apparently) who got into our yard through a hole in the fence... and he smelled pretty bad. He also doesn't seem too keen on the game of "fetch".

music: me... aiming for something "pastoral", and dammit... I think I achieved it... in bounds.