Thoughts from the inside

I think he's waiting for the garden to be in full riot.

For the first ripe blueberry...



The second ripe strawberry...



And the 121st ripe raspberry.



Come out come out little one. There's lots of beautiful things to see right now, and so many more to come. And lots of kisses too. We promise!

















But thanks anyway for thinking my belly's such a great place to be. Maybe tonight we can have some ice cream.