BBQ with red wine

Yesterday evening my wife and I enjoyed a barbecue which we finished off nicely with a bottle of red wine that we shared together.

It was a nice evening, not to hot, not too cold. We ate our food, toasted some bread and reminisced until long after the sun had gone down and the garden was illuminated by our solar lights, which slowly changed colours which made our garden with its statues -including a large Buddha's head- look like a fairy glen, rather than a garden.

It was a perfect moment, as we listened to our African Grey Parrot and our Cockatiel conversing in pure Cockatiel, as our car dozed on the doormat.

Afterwards we went in doors and played Michael Jackson for our African Grey Parrot.

Sometimes, life is beautiful.