No, I'm not much of a gardener. Everything around here grows on its own, or it does not grow. But whether the flower is a domesticated one or wild, there is still a feast for the eyes.
Teyman and I go for walks three times a day. I show the pictures of what I see to Bow.
Today, I decided to let Bow feast on some of the flowers himself. I picked some dandelions and brought them to him in the pens.
Bow decided that dandelions were a feast for the mouth as well as the eyes.
However, since his belly was full, he decided to take a nap rather than finish off all the flowers. I should take a nap, too. Tomorrow I'm going to Jefferson City to attend the senate hearing on some anti-primate legislation. I should rest today and smell the flowers.