Marco! Marco!

Was having dinner with my neighbours tonight. There was a lot of talk about lavender. This because earlier in the week we had an offer to replace some lavender plants that died in winter. I won't go further into that, since it's not that interesting.

The food was good though, grill and coleslaw and salad.

 

And then there was Marco. Across the street there is an elderly couple who has a Marco. Several times a day they stand on the street across our house, shouting for Marco. When Marco doesn't come, they ring a bell. It is obvious that Marco doesn't like bells. I think Marco is clever.

 

But today I met Marco for the first time. I've only seen him before, running around, but today we got acquainted. I think Marco is lovely.