HR (“Husband Robert” for the uninitiated) and I were meandering around the Baltimore Museum of Art and stumbled outside to find … her.
Fruit: Bronze Statue by Emile-Antoine Bourdelle
Robert is most often bolder than me. “Hello, ma’am. May I have some of your fruit?”
“ I guess so. Because of your red pants.”
“Many, many thanks, ma’am.”
“You’re a cutie. Look behind.”
Generosity.
NealEnJoy 
I love this post. Made me smile a BIG smile. After being reduced to tears seeing the Queens’ Fell pony standing at the side, as the funeral cortege passed by in Windsor, I needed this post to make me smile.
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Aww. I’m so glad it was a pick-me-up for you, Anne!
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Oh HR…do you really want to approach a lady who already has one set of balls in her hand? Seems risky.
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I warned him.
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