Now we have a dog, who by all accounts is AMAZING excpet in her lust for shoes but other than that she's great, and two cats, and 30 chickens, gross things are NOT uncommon around here. It's called living on a farm, however small and humble, it is STILL a farm and gross stuff happens.
Today I finally got to the gross thing
|lovely no? but neither dead NOR rotting, a happy discovery!|
only to discover it was a wad of beeswax.
Not gross and most likely brought in by two Waldorf educated boys. HA! I laughed so hard I scared the dog who was sleeping soundly.
After I snapped the photo I looked out the window and relaized HOW lovely it is out there.
Agatha is less than impressed but SHE NEEDED to go out and sometimes you get what you ask for.
|I like to call this the "you've done this to me" look|
|you there can you see me??|
|fine I'll wait|
Sometimes when you look outside the reality of what has your attention you find a world of loveliness.
Enjoy, I certainly did before I went back to banishing disgusting things.