I've got a climber. And a climber that loves to get into things, the more messier the more joy.... in this case BUTTER.
The dishes were done.... nearly to the ceiling, it happens sometimes. Don't be scared or alarmed, sometimes they also get put away.
The black caps are ripe. Frodo brought these in. The other day Pippin brought ONE in. Thinking this a lovely tribute to the love for one's mother I promptly ate it, only to be informed he found the first black cap by the dumpster. Oh. My. Thank you, dear.