The butterflies for the butterfly ball.

Some people put on a big show of moaning and groaning about the relentless passing of time; the inevitable rolling by of the years. Not me. With each spin round the sun, life just seems to get better. My outlook is sunny and, as Ian Dury would say, here's some reasons to be cheerful:

(1) I thought I was moving to the country. I'm not. I'm staying in Perth.
(2) The beach and the ocean were beautiful this morning, and I was the only person there to witness it.
(3) My friends are all dear and lovely to me. I get to spend different parts of today with four of them. Plus the Small Thing. I only hope she doesn't hide a spider in the picnic basket.

Yes indeedy, life is good and getting gooder. Happy birthday to ME.