We cooked and ate Christmas Eve dinner at our friend Don's house, then stayed over for the following day. Don and I tossed extra bread and peanuts on the porch and down by the sidewalk, then sat at the front window and watched all of the hungry creatures stop by.
Being the selfish person I am, I brought along a telephoto lens.
The cat hung around all day, hoping to get lucky. I don't think he ever did.
This here’s the wattle,
The emblem of our land.
You can stick it in a bottle;
You can hold it in your hand.
— Monty Python