critters on farms and bob

I said. . ."it seems we've reached the perfect age"

He said. . ."how's that?"

I said. .."for years and years. . .we had no special little visitors on pumpkin day. . .and now we do again".

But oh goodness. . .who hasn't had something stinky hiding under an old shed?

Our lil' farm hand was incognito. . .as a little stinker.

Little Kanneloni Macaroni pretended was a cuddly little bear.

My little grand nephew came again this year. . .his webbed fingers could still make it into the jar.

Our little friend Ethan Bob the builder showed up with his hardhat. . .just in time for coffee break.

It was a good weekend. . .

all for now. .