I have found the single most wonderful place to crash on a hot day when mama has forgotten to put on my cooling vest because it didn’t seem to be “that hot” outside.
A place where a boy can collect his thoughts, and his pine cones.
Surrounded by lovely blue flowers that provide both shade and an awesome background for photos so that mama will finally put the camera away.
See? This is what drool looks like before it comes out of my mouth. I’ll be you won’t forget my vest and thermos next time!
Oh all right, just a few glamour shots…
No need to deprive the world of all of my tongue-y goodness…
Love,
Bogart

























