Posted by Loulou on Aug 28, 2014 | 2 comments

Okay, okay, I’m sitting in arugula, not under a yellow bush, but I’m going to be… See!!! My yellow bush. Well, here’s a sweet little turn of affairs. There I am, daily in the garden under my yellow bush now that the sun has deigned to shine upon us for few more minutes of the summer, and softly, slowly I hear the lovely voice of an...