6 September. I am grateful for laughter so deep and so pure that for that moment nothing else exists but a feeling of overwhelming joy. And for wonderfully spontaneous cheeky friends who are funny, wise and brave.
This morning as Jem was about to take a shot of our favourite pelican (we are convinced its the same one that comes back to our favourite spot and nothing anyone says will convince us otherwise) a beautiful black labrador frolicking in the river barked with sheer enjoyment and the pelican took off as if shot. The fright Jem got and the laughter that followed was just priceless. I am grateful for this moment of silly spontaneous hilarity.