These happy families live at the end of my street. Each morning and afternoon they gather to munch some grass and no doubt share the day's tales. They're inquisitive, yet quite shy. The slightest disturbance will send them bounding to the safety of their near-by bush.
There's lots of munching and scratching and looking. Warily watching.
And bouncing.
A little purple flower peeks through the grass.
A soon to be setting sun breaks from behind the clouds.
That's a typical afternoon in my part of the world.
I love having these guys for neighbours.
I feel very privileged.
There's emus in this bush too,
but I have to be really lucky to see them.
How do your neighbours compare?
And your afternoons?
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