|miss flossy, still sick, being cheeky on our doorstep|
Sunday, June 24, 2012
This afternoon, while I was sitting out the front of the house, a large flock of white cockatoos fly across the sky in unison, weaving in and out amongst each other, their white feathers painted golden by the setting sun. It was truly beautiful and made me smile. It's these magical details so easily missed that make days worthwhile.