wherever you end up in this world, it's good to have friendly neighbours. I must say, we've been blessed every time we've put down roots.
I'm not sure what happens in other parts but there's a tradition in England for neighbours to chat over the garden fence, exchange a friendly word or a snippet of gossip - or just look out for one another. Each Sunday at early light, I limber up for my weekly run and our neighbour here pops her head up to see what's occurring - and each time I dash in to get my camera and by the time I come out, she's scarpered! But not this time.
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Handsome neighbor. I assume he or she doesn't speak too loudly in the middle of night!
if you hear me howlin'
callin' on my darlin'
hoo-hoo-hoo-woo!
no, in my experience, the greater the disturbance, the smaller the dog. she's as good as gold, Gary.
i say..its a rather decent blog you've got here, leaf.
Well I've opened up the forum with dulcie and Pea...dulcie isn't putting in much by way of input though. I think she'll add a bit of art and photography and i've got littlepants who actually SELLS photos to NME and other rags so i'll see how it goes..
daz/greg
it's evolving Daz, though into what i don't yet know.
My dog wants to meet your neighbor!
Love your photography!! Very nice composition !
thanks, alina.
Damn... how tall is that dog? Just be happy she's on the other side of the fence... nothing scarier than a dog that can look you straight in the eye!
Laura
(nice pic!)
it's a puzzle for sure, Laura. We can only assume (and hope) that she is standing on some garden furniture.
either that or she's a labrador-daschund cross; the product of some cruel breeding experiment...
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