My golden ticket, little did I know when purchasing it, that this would quickly become a sell out gig. There were many hopefuls outside the Palace begging for tickets, Melbourne loves Manu Chao, the atmosphere inside the Palace was electric. Today I am sore after dancing like a teenager, I'm feeling more like a mummy - in all senses of the word. No regrets though, it is sooo good for the soul, a night of dancing with friends.
Hmm how to segue my random thoughts. Also good for the soul is an evening stroll. The middle Bowerbird took my old camera for a photo stroll, he was meant to be capturing weather photos for an assignment, but he also took some beautiful pictures of his little sister.
I even like this blurry shot with Zef's eyes glowing, a little mysterious. I will miss the warm night walks and longer days as winter and daylight savings approaches.
Eating lots of yummy home grown potatoes, nice to have the oven on to warm the house, also good for the soul, though perhaps less good for the tummy. : )
