Best day of the week

… is Saturday. Specifically, the morning. The entire weekend lies before you, full of possibilities.

Disintegration.
I love spending the day with M, and taking the chihuahuas to the dog park.

We are fortunate to have a park nearby which has parts of local bush preserved – lots of banksia and marri and grass trees – and even better, the dogs can run around off-lead. I’ve loved watching the plants change over the seasons.

Took this picture today.