The trellises in my front garden were falling apart.
Henry said he would make me some new ones.
I thought he would make three nice little trellises.
But Henry doesn’t think that way.
If he’s going to do something, he might as well do something interesting.
Maybe even something big.
Otherwise, why bother? ( He’s making me a small gazebo!)
Hmmm. . .
For a couple with very little in common, it’s amazing to realize how much we are the same!
Morgan is bravery personified! ( what ever you do dad, don’t let that axe slip!)
Sigh. . .
There’s just something about a strong man. . .
Morgan’s safe for another whack.
Time for a break.
I’ll keep you posted on my little gazebo’s progress.