Thankyou, the Style is still not as I see it in my minds eye, maybe I should keep practising, just such a waste of paper when it all goes wrong.
She is and only 4. On a two hour walk the other day she told me about the Rose Bay being dragon plants. Inevitably we found two large dragon eggs abandoned by their parents and we had to carry them to the stream in the valley, 1 mile, because they were about to hatch and they would imprint to us if we didn't find their parents who were water dragons relatives of Indra. I looked at her mom questionably, she shrugged. Neither Mom nor Dad knew where she had got this information, imprint, Rose Bay and its links to fire, or Indra the dragon from, kids, brains like sponges. So me Grandad loving the make believe plays along with the fun, chased by eagles, captured by red indians even did a red Indian War dance around a Totam Pole, battled with huge bears to save the Dragon eggs, and we did.