She pulled out the big mop bucket (at weekend job).
Happy. As. A. Lark.
This was my view from inside.
Sister finagling the wheels.
She was ready for some fun!
Speaking of being happy as a lark...
There's s bird in the top of that tree, and he serenaded us in the most noble manner.
Mary asked me to take a picture so she could see Caruso for herself.