This one is just outside my front door and a few steps down the path. Granted, it's not as impressive as some people's lampposts, but it'll do nicely for me.
I think Aslan is sniffing around down by the frozen creek (you can see a bit of it where the tree is bending its elbow and toward the left). I'm hoping he'll ask the fairies if it would be okay for me to bury Hunny's and Louise's ashes down there when the ground softens again.
I wonder if he'd like to come in for tea.
Would it be rude to ask him to wipe his paws on the doormat first?
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