My day started early, couldn't sleep, sick of dreaming all manner of odd things that made no sense not even to me.
The day started out grey, subdued and peaceful.
Suprisingly it was still warm outside, more like a summer dawn than an autumn one. A group of rosellas bright crimson and blue swept over the backyard landing in the gum tree next door, quietly chattering amongst themselves. A currawong and a magpie greeted the morning in unison making sure we were awake. I hand watered my new plants, still in their tubes, with the run-off from the hot water service mentally organising the day ahead.
A small boy (Frothy) appears at the back door, fuzzy from sleep hair sticking out at odd angles
holding one of his beloved stuffed toys. We hug each other and go into to make breakfast together. The day has started well........
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