Little Tiger came with me into the snowy garden last night. We could hear the sound of children and a reckless Dad sledging down the road-we live on a hill. There were not many cars really. What really made me laugh was how Tiger would shake her back, and sometimes front paws really fast as she lifted them from the snow. You can kind of see it in the film. So cute!
Through this lovely blog I found this one. A group of people, the same faces popping up often, cows, horses, some beautiful dogs, the sea, the hills, meadows. I looked at lots of them, going back and back. It is strange to glimpse into someone's world and know nothing about them apart from the story the pictures tell. I really like it.