Colonial times

This morning there was a beautiful sunshine in a cloudless sky plus hubby came with us to the park, so the girls were all excited and our walk was very pleasant.
I found a tree with plenty of these:

I don't know what the tree is nor how these cuttle little things are called but they are really soft and cuddly.


Project 365+1 - Day 49: Domestic

Tough word today.

According to Google, one of the definitions of Domestic is: A household servant

I thought "Great", because we do have a domestic. We call her Conchita (no offence to Spanish people, half of my roots are spanish). Everytime someone needs something and is a bit too busy (or lazy) to do or get it, he/she shouts "Conchita, could you please make coffee?" or "Conchita, can you please feed the dogs" or "Conchita, could you bring my jacket?".

Of course Conchita human's rights are well cared after and any abuse of power is punished in a way that if you go over the top, you won't be allowed to ask Conchita for a couple of days.

The only problem is I can't take a picture as she is a virtual domestic. The rule is our house is that when somebody is calling Conchita to do something, the least busy person in the house is to take the job. That works well (most of the time) excepted when my husband and I are relaxing together and there's nobody else in the house, as calling Conchita will cause the dogs to show up, but that doesn't really help.

So with a very unwilling Conchita, I had to turn to another definition of domestic: bred or kept by man as a pet.

One of the girls shows you how well behaved she is:

Take care everybody, xxx