A Helping Hand
Tired and helpless I saw him standing right between the garden path and the roses, near the long grass. A gnome, and so many times you don't see it.
It's something to be happy about, although the manneke himself wasn't so happy about it.
'Can I do something for you, maybe??'
The little gnome looked at me tired. 'It's such a job and I'm so tired.!“With a vague gesture, he pointed to the dusty grass shells behind him. 'I still have to clean them all, and my bucket is almost empty. It's not easy for me.'
He showed me the bucket. Indeed, almost empty. Logically, in the bottom there was a small crack, which allowed all the water to leak out. Luckily I had a solution.
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