Two empty orange halves, face downwards, skins zested and juice squeezed. One batted around ‘til it’s wedged down the side of the fridge.
Half an egg-shell, investigated and left in smithereens.
Top of a carrot, partly chewed.
Two fly-blown lamb shank bones, discarded.
Two empty Volvic water bottles, crunched but still fun to chase around because they bounce and make a satisfying noise.
Fragments of well-chewed, soggy wood.
Lumps of fresh mud brought in from the cottage building site. It rained again last night.
Vita is playing, while I’m making carrot cake for this afternoon’s French lesson.
I bet you love it really..... :-)
ReplyDelete