Beezus has a thing for sitting on the overhang right outside of our playroom. She begs to be let out of the window to survey the ‘hood. She’s far to chicken to go out of the front door for a close look, but on the roof she feels secure from all the pitfalls of the streets. It is the perfect perch for bird watching. And concerned passers-by. That one is for the humans.
Liking with Songography.