The path to enlightenment

Buddha has got his little mountain, and his vista over the lawn (at least until the bananas grow), but I couldn't help feeling there was something lacking in the little chap's life.

That's when I built the path to enlightenment. It wasn't the most difficult of tasks - a couple of floor tiles and a scattering of shingle and it was done. There's no hardcore underneath that foot long thoroughfare, but it will suffice. Just right for access to a bit of good luck belly rubbing.

But still it didn't seem enough. It was like Buddha was trying to tell me something. And he was! He wanted a fig tree. A sacred fig tree under which he could shelter from the summer glare. So he's now got one of them too.

I'm sure there's a bit of contentment in that concrete grin these days.