The sun was going down. Soon it would hide behind the mointain. My Master was having a last round in the garden, with the camera in hand, before asking me to go in for supper. Don’t you think I, Frimousse, have the same sweet face as… click!
The sun was going down. Soon it would hide behind the mointain. My Master was having a last round in the garden, with the camera in hand, before asking me to go in for supper. Don’t you think I, Frimousse, have the same sweet face as… click!
Should have been a small slideshow. But my Master is very lazy these days… The photos have been (slightly) fiddled with to reduce reflection. But my Master is not an expert!