Russian dolls

Lovely end to the weekend. Catch up with good friends, who generously cooked lunch for us. Lazy afternoon sitting in their back yard, enjoying the warm autumn sun. The usual chatter about the Canberra circus, crazy house prices, the frustrations of life as worker bees etc. 

Watching their adorable 18 month old daughter contentedly putting smaller matryoshka inside the larger ones, then removing them, then repeating the process over, it struck me again that the worries of the adult world are often quite trivial.