The clown or jester often looms large in moments on a friday morn, as it lives large inside the children along on that day and they really love it in each other.
As we all sat on a blanket by the fire, talking and simply enjoying being together, Daisy at one point got up, walked behind me and said, 'Yook at me Doo-aya.'
Here's what I saw ... ...
A little while later, Magnus said, 'Hey look at me now ...'
... and then the girls noticed my reading glasses case had fallen out of my bag ...
... Daisy looking to show Dawn ...
Dawn looking at me and Daisy to show her 'glasses look'...
... and then it was my turn and Dawn announced, 'Danell-er, you look like a shop assistant girl ... '
Magnus had also just returned from a holiday on Hamilton Island. I asked him about it and having grown up in queensland and knowing the Whitsunday area some, I was thinking of the beaches and the warmth and how it all feels and asked, 'Did you have a swim in the ocean Magnus?'
He gave a little grandpa grumble, 'Huhh ..uh, NO, they don't have ocean there, only sea.'
Magnus with Immi the guinea pig ...
Now that's a good feed of grass for a guinea pig !
... and where was George whilst all the fun was happening ... ?
... well cuddling guinea pigs too and mostly enjoying laughing at all the fun that was happening!
It wasn't only the children, the peacocks were funny too ...
In the early morning we had the magnificent spectacle of this male dancing for his mate. Bowing and shimmy-ing and and shaking his little tail feather ...
... and near by was a younger male, shall we call him a teenager. He too shook his tail feather ... for the chickens ...
... and for a brief moment in time it may well have looked like he was doing well as the chickens gathered in number ...
... most likely though, that was to do with the food thrown down for them as past experience has shown, when in the mood, male peacocks dance for anything with two legs and feathers and the chickens don't bat an eyelid or even notice ...
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