
Doesn't look like much,
I know.
See, my puppy has developed a celebration all his own.
He grabs greenery
then waves it,
prancing
and leaping
and zooming
all over the yard.
I decided to place yesterday's offerings
on the white plastic chair
that sits on the studio porch . . .
"the artist - who isn't"
was too grumpy to look at the gift -
BUT, this morning, on the way home from chores,
I decided to take out the teeny camera
and share with you.
Maybe next time
I'll capture a photo of a fresh wreath . .
Or
even better
capture the
celebrant pupster
in action.

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