I never yet touched a fig leaf that didn't turn into a price tag.
So yesterday we went down to check out the chickie babes pleasure craft down on the waterfront. Much to our surprise, we found this Christmas tree perched upon a cray boat. What the crayfish make of the sight as they are pulled from the murky depths to their eventual deaths, I am not sure. Henry and Ezra, on the other hand, enjoyed it very much.