I am rarely happier than when several hours pass without sibling bickering. When those hours are spent in unsupervised collaborative creativity and when this means I can catch up on the many many unread New Yorker magazines in my life, I am nearly ecstatic.
This is a recent incarnation of a favourite pastime - making "Superb Restaurant" out of things in the garden.
There was quite a spread on offer;
birthday cake even.
Piles of 'sherbet'; escargot; hay for the horses (?)...
The colour, the colour the colour.