Friday began leisurely and I took a walk into the town area with Wilma’s dog while she was doing an online interview thing.
Looking where I am walking as I had to step around puddles from the rain, I see the ever familiar – at least for me, four leaf clover.
I guess the ability to spot them is not limited to North America.
Wilma and I then went to Featherdale which is a wildlife sanctuary filled with Koalas, kangas, wallaby, birds, and other indigenous animals.
Got to pet the koala.
Got pulled at and jumped on by the kangaroos who wanted fed.
Tasmanian devil looked mean.
The wombats were solid little fellows.
Later that evening we dropped off Pebbles at fencing practice and took the bus from there into the city.
The harbor bridge was beautifully lit.
As was the opera house that we walked up to and around.
I’m a lucky gal.