The Menagerie came together this Sunday morning and I smiled as they respected social distancing and didn't crowd into each other's bowls or food. It was a pleasure to see them. It was a gorgeous autumn day and after a general tidy up of the house and garden, (hubby comes home tomorrow after a month away) I decided to head out to the neighbourhood, alone this time, without Dougall and I walked the streets of Paddington. I came across the most iconic Queenslanders, wrap around verandas, shaded gardens, tropical plants and magnificent trees. Chairs and tables placed just so to capture the breeze and the sunlight. There were bears in windows or railings for children on iso walks. From behind those railings and picket fences the sounds of families enjoying the Sunday arvo. Squeals of laughters, a booming mum's voice asking them to come in, a dad gently cajoling them to pick up their toys. I walked up hills and down, once more reminded of how hilly this city is.
The house displaying this sign amused me. Who would you rather be? Martha or Arthur and what is in store for either of them once inside?
Few blooms are out at this time of year but the ones that were there made their presence felt.
The sky a magnificent scene of cotton balls and swirls with the moon popping out at us. This serenity and beauty contrasted sharply with world news, deaths from Coronavirus and unrest in the US where Black Lives Do and Must Matter.