Walked to the video shop today listening to "Ballad of the Broken Seas" an album that grows more rewarding with every listen, and watched old sun set from various points along the suburb. On the way back a pair of scrub turkeys crossed the road in front of me, mother and child from the look of it, both looked pleased with themselves. We nodded at each other and went on our way. It was one of those perfect afternoons.
Sold a story, too, to this lot, very pleased.
All in all a good day.