the nectarine

I bought a pack of delicious nectarines a few days ago but one of them was a bit too ripe even for me, so I put it on the bird table. This cheeky squirrel must have been watching as he was there as soon as I closed the door. He ate half then ran off with the other half and sat in the big sycamore tree eating it.
Working on our big settee again today, it’s beginning to look nice.