Fizzicato

Took Billy to the Leichhardt dog park this morning. His senses were assailed by all the action. I resisted the urge to buy him a puppacino at Cafe Bones:

I happened upon this installation, which was part of the Inner West Art Trail, under a bridge over the Hawthorne Canal.

Coffee with my sister and home now, with Billy crashed on the couch next to me.
I think we'll both have an early night:)