The sun shines, the dog’s tail grass matured in purple hue, sway in the soft wind. Magpies chase each other along the roof.
To set a table under the green spiky pine and purple leaved tree with clumps of bushy tiger patterned snake plant, with patches of sunlight overhead the porch, read a classic book, drink a cup of lime & honey tea.
Bought a bag of mixed seeds to feed the wild lorikeets, I was overwhelmed by the early winter morning feeding before, when the magpie, minor birds, rainbow lorikeets all catched foods at my backyard, now I put the seeds in a plate placed somewhere far on the lawn.
The ice cream van’s bell rang the way and played the music along.