Werewolves warming up

After a late, but really fun evening, the boys were up at eight. They let me return with a cup of tea to bed and then footy as usual. Ben was a bit shivery and only played a quarter of the match. Garlic and clementinas at the ready.
The clementinas are superb at the moment.

We had an indoor barbecue instead of in the mountains and then I seemed to have been overcome by that Saturday afternoon feeling. The boys finally kicked me off the sofa into the early evening life of the plaza. Somewhere between long lazy lunches and busy nights out, the square seemed suspended beneath the moon and the lights of the town.

I can hear splashing in the bathroom below. Time to attend to my little cubs.

Another church view