Friday, and the living is easy.

Now that the heavy is of my chest, I'll remember it is a beautiful, grey and rainy Friday, and all hearts should be laughing.

We had a very random braai last night. I walked in to find my dad wheeling his braai out. It was a nice surprise. A Thursday braai under blue skies.

Yes indeed it is Friday.

 

 At our braai a bird flew past into the tree (according to the kids). They picked the bird up and called me. He was still alive for a few seconds and then died :( So I had to plan a funeral attended by those outside at the time.

 Menay drew this for Oupa (Granddad).