Rowan Tree and Red Thread

It's bloody chilly in Cork today, so I was reminded of the summer and sunshine days in Fitzgerald Park with Rowan.

From Rowan

Seeing an opportunity in yesterday's glorious weather, I took today off work
and we've all come out to Fota for a picnic and fun in the wildlife park.
The animals are looking well, includng a new male guanaco who will, after
the naming competition, rejoice in the name of either Fozzie, Paco or
George. Poor kid.

Things are enlivened by a goth in shorts. The ornately elaborate fishnet
tights don't hide the fact that she's wearing shorts. Do they take away your
Goth badge if you're caught? I suppose she's save enough. What other goth
comes out in full daylight to a playground and wildlife park?

Fresh strawberries now. Ripe, full of juice and flavour, they taste extra
good when Rowan presses one into my mouth. "I'm sharing" she says. Sunshine
and sharing is perfection