Water Drop

We can pretty well predict when the Gang Gangs will be around in the late afternoon these days. We feel the familiar sound of the creaking door in the trees above and then the leader of the pack will come floating down onto one of the water bowls.

No golf for this wobbly wombat today. I’ve had a very funny tummy for the past few days and made the decision to take it easy instead of trying to master the impossible.