Last week I was walking Dexter in the woods and I suddenly realised that everything around me was a shade of purple. The deepest purples were in the tangle of brambles which for-grounded the pale purple grey of the trunks of hornbeam whose leafless tops dissolved at their edges with …
Dexter 2
He knows that he can get any amount of attention when he runs off with a paint brush! But right now his attention is fully focused on my hot cross bun. He has just tried a sneaky right flanking move underneath my arm to steal it from my plate.