Sitting here wondering if I'm Pollyanna or Eeyore - Day 115: Anzac Day

A very dark and rainy day - not pleasant for the brave veterans who nevertheless marched in the parade in Sydney that I watched in its entirety (or had on while I blogged etc) - that suited blogging, reading and chilling.

Steve came over about 1pm and we had a very easy, quiet day.

And my sister posted this fabulous pic of my niece Zara waiting for the Anzac Day Parade on the Gold Coast ...

LOVED this brilliant poem and illustration by Leunig. Powerful stuff.