This little motif reminds me of the day my grand-daughter Molly went hunting dragons around the house. She is only two and a half but her imagination is developing so quickly. Of course we had to make sure that she shooed them all away before she went home otherwise at night time it would have been granny who was the dragon.
Well I don't really think I'm going to enjoy my work today. I've timetabled in for the start of doing my books for the tax man, a thing I hate doing. I was hoping that I could walk down the road to the beach to cheer me up but it looks as if it may be wet again today. Any ideas on an hours respite will be gratefully received.