I walked down to the trampoline with the kids. Mayflies filled the inside of the trampoline nets so we all crawled inside and became covered in the flies.
Mayflies are a symbol of transformation, transience and renewal. We have never seen Mayflies at our Blue Mountains house before.
My hair full of mayflies and, according to my mother, a very familiar looking King Parrot flying under my left elbow.
Is that you, Sam?
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