Last week, as I said in my last post, the skinny one and I were up long before sparrow fart and went to our balloon festival.
When we arrived it was still dark. This is a balloon spread across the lawns in front of Old Parliament House waiting to be inflated.
And then the magic began.
And then dawn broke - and what a dawn.
And more and more balloons were inflated and took to the skies.
When the balloons were airborne we wandered back to the car - stopping to admire the roses in the gardens of Old Parliament House - and some day I will take you to the Senate Rose Garden (parliamentary manure is obviously VERY good for roses).
And then we headed off home. Along the lakeside. And had to stop for more photos.
The Peg-legged Pirate Parrot had just come to land.
Observed by us - and this resident - who was totally disinterested.
Wasn't it a lovely start to the day?
When we arrived it was still dark. This is a balloon spread across the lawns in front of Old Parliament House waiting to be inflated.
And then the magic began.
And then dawn broke - and what a dawn.
And more and more balloons were inflated and took to the skies.
When the balloons were airborne we wandered back to the car - stopping to admire the roses in the gardens of Old Parliament House - and some day I will take you to the Senate Rose Garden (parliamentary manure is obviously VERY good for roses).
And then we headed off home. Along the lakeside. And had to stop for more photos.
The Peg-legged Pirate Parrot had just come to land.
Observed by us - and this resident - who was totally disinterested.
Wasn't it a lovely start to the day?
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