easy like sunday morning

The May sisters asked me to set a challenge for today.  It’s Sunday; easy.  Like Sunday morning.

Glyn, Milo and I walk down to the marina this morning instead of the ocean.  There’s no breeze and the water in the harbour is almost at a standstill - just enough movement to ruffle the reflections of the nearby buildings.

We watch as a pair of Ospreys (a pair!!) fly in from the ocean - only to be mobbed by a gang of Pink and Grey parrots; the Ospreys head back out to sea (no photo this time).

Later on, the May sisters, Glyn and I head for a picnic spot on the Swan River, just south of Perth.  We stop at a popular cafe that specialises in sensational cakes and pretty decent coffee.  And rather eccentric decor.  It’s full of people just chilling - chatting with friends or reading their Sunday papers.

On our return, Glyn and I take Milo to the Dog Wash.  Now in the UK it is (or was) part of the Sunday morning ritual to wash the car.  Here you can take your dog to the car wash.  Or rather the ‘Car and Dog Wash’.

$10 gets Milo washed, shampooed and blown dry.  Not sure how much it is for a car.

An easy Aussie Sunday.