Thursday, April 6, 2017

Being the last day of March 2017 ...

A plethora of birds included ...


Where shall we our breakfast take?

Bryan recited something spooky too ...





Peter and Tony asked a question ...



What colour is that?

Max and Sylvia took us to the asylum ...



I cut mince pies from children's thighs ...

Peter and Tony were more celestial ...



Look - no footprints!

Angela and Paul undertook a childish activity ...


Then, like my dreams ...

There was a song about a gallant soldier.

A Google-search for images generated a garden weed ...


galinsoga parviflora
That wasn't what Mary was expecting.

We went home ...



Tomorrow may be clear.

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