Sunday Snapshot #8
His flights are over! Francis is back in Fort Wayne, sleeping off the jetlag. But that would make a boring picture, so here’s one from last week, before he left our little blue house in Madina. We can use the same title: His flights are over. The hunter became the hunted, as Francis proved he can still protect the dwindling flock of chickens.
Meanwhile, here’s a tranquil shot of the preschool just down the path from our house. No children in this picture, and no hawks either.
It’s great to be on the same side of the Atlantic. We hope everybody is having a wonderful time getting ready for Christmas, near or far, together or apart. Peace to all, Bobbie