Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Young princesses

Where we live it's impossible to avoid children, and we have had a number visit/been fed/been helped with their homework/almost move in over the years. In recent years they've done what all kids do and grown up, leaving us - I thought - to eke out our dotage in relative peace.

Not so fast, palagis. Here's the next generation of princesses hanging out in  the back yard having checked out the chooks, scared off the cats, and now patting the dogs. They're neat kids, and we wish them all the best in an increasingly uncertain world.






















Geno makes a friend: