This afternoon I'm going to meet a friend on whose farm we lived along here when John was five-and-a-half (and yes, learning to ride his bike!) and Angus was born.
As we passed the rented house on my friend, Brenda's property...
...the black Labrador, Zoe jumped up and followed us
Of course, the three dogs (one above) behind this fence set up a vocal protest as we passed with our large black dog
Brenda's husband - a sugar-cane farmer - also farms with bananas
As we left Brenda and her husband's farm road, and stepped onto the avenue, I looked up at the large house on the opposite side
Surrounded by kilometers of upmarket walls and fencing
A close-up of the bananas protected by plastic bags from birds and monkeys
I'm linking this post to Good Fences Thursday here
Happy Thursday to you all.