BUT HOW DO YOU KNOW THEY ARE AUSTRALIAN PELICANS?
I was deep into my second sleep this morning—after having risen early to work for two hours—when I was woken by a gift of a large slice of a particularly delicious melon. I contemplated homicide—because my Saturday sleep is sacred—but I’ll confess the melon was, and is (what’s left of it), quite superb.
The photo of pelicans is from my sister Lucy’s recent trip to Australia to see my sister Hermione. It seems to have been quite a trip.
Yes, I know I should really show a photo of her—or them—but I have a great weakness for pelicans.
How do I know they are Australian pelicans? Because Lucy is the glue that holds our family together—and entirely trustworthy.