Lost property

Hmmm… sleazemon­key thought he’d lost his tarot deck at the ritual… panic ensued. Andreas, our new friend, sug­ges­ted we go back to the park to check. It was still there. It had spent the entire night in the circle of 13 trees. Magical. As hyper­people said, the people who could see them knew well enough to leave them alone and no one else could see them.

We left for Sydney imme­di­ately after…

Thanks to every­one who came to the picnic, it was fabulous!