The lid of their septic tank!!
We couldn't get him off it. The sun would beat down on it every day, and it is black...pitch black. Just about the hottest surface you can imagine. But it was, apparently, the only place to be seen. The coolest pad in town. And the best place to play with our very first ever matchbox fire engine.
And this is now one of my all time favourite photos. It is technically flawed, but it sits on my bedside table and brings me so much joy to see it first thing in the morning, and last thing at night.
And while I am in a sharing mood, here are some more from christmas. The light was fantastic...some of the time. The grass was a great length for taking the kind of shots that keep me awake at night. The mood was right. But the march flies were atrocious. You could saddle these things and ride off into the sunset...if you were that way inclined.

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