I don't know why I am so busy at the moment. Put it down to spring being in the air. Last week I attended a musical evening at a neighbors home. It was only a couple of hours between 4 and 6pm but I did enjoy myself.
a group of local musicians led the singing and we all sat in the breeze way.
Everyone one came with plates of food and wine.
Jane's chickens got in on the act as well.
Then the kookaburras arrived I'm not sure if it was the music or the food that had attracted them.
They sat on the lattice behind the musicians and leaned in as thought they were listening.
They even gave us a cackle or two.
They were so amusing that they were rewarded with some food.
It was delightful sitting in that space listening to the music.
Both that of the humans and the birds. I like this poem that Jane has on the wall in her kitchen.
As we left I looked in the window to find that some of the children had found the pianola and it was playing out some old tune.
Simple pleasure are often the best ones.