Amelia Draws

Maybe we just take note of the good things like:

I had an adventure with a plate of fruit toast today. I love adventure, but not all of them are great.
This fruit toast was as if one was eating 9 rum soaked plum puddings and 4 aged fruitcakes, squeezed into a crust. No amount of butter could soften the booze soaked fist fight of flavours thumping the inside of my mouth. Folks it was a bit much, worth it, but a bit much.

Last night I got to have a chat with a Mopok owl perched on the netball hoop in the neighbours driveway. It was sorta small and sorta invisible; one with the night sky. The toddler was asleep in the pram, the city lights spreading their glow beneath the cloud. In the soft brown light I prattled to the owl because i was a little nervous

We saw the moon in the morning. A crescent shaped cloud on a bright blue sky. So we stopped and we waved because somewhere so far from us four brave people were showing us how beautiful this planet really truly is.

Small and beautiful