Bless the flowers & the weeds, my birds & bees.
The clouds are finally starting to roll away but it is soo bitterly cold here! Unbelievable for the middle of October. This time last year we were already sweltering. At night Marlow is tucking himself around someone's feet with his spine just under the edge of the doona & purring up a head of steam.
It has rained so much you would think all the birds were waterlogged but the other day I found a pair of pale Rosella's wallowing in a mud puddle, so plastered I thought they'd never get airborne, Kirby or no Kirby! Actually we have a lot of birds around. There are friar birds nesting out the front & just today Star came rushing in to ask what the birds were she'd got on camera; channel billed cuckoos! Ok, so not a big fan of cuckoos but these are so weird looking [ok, downright ugly] they deserve a fan club!
And while I was shivering & wondering what had gone wrong with the weather to give us back a winter that should be well over Liddy rang to say Tamworth was only 6 degrees & she was freezing! I immediately felt warmer. It was certainly more than 6 degrees up here though it blew so hard Star was able to collect a huge pile of firewood & has marshmellows planned for one night this week. Mmmm...
Tomorrow I take Star into town so she can play guinea pig for some wannabe choir conductors. Now, that should be fun! The cats will be so unhappy. They have grown very suspicious any time the car keys jingle & investigate exactly what we are carting out the door with us. So long as it doesn't include any large bags they seem to accept that we will be back ~ eventually. A busy week shaping up, the first of many. *sigh* I need a holiday ~ no, I mean a proper holiday. The sort I can't afford. Five star luxury. Housemaid. Cook. Somewhere that accepts pets. Can you imagine the boys?! They'd be psychotic trying to decide whether being left behind was better or worse than being dragged along! At least it's the last term of the year. Nearly all done.