It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds. ~ Aesop
There are certain things I just don't want to hear. "Mum! The cat's got a bird", is one of them. Pheasant coucal chick not impressed about being rescued from Kirby, whom he was taking on with a great deal of hissing & spitting. The booming oooomp, oomp, oomph call of the amorous male is a familiar sound round here in spring, as is the rapid scuttling across the road in front of the car & the low slow gliding flight through the trees.
Liddy has left an up~date & thank you here. People, We can't thank you enough for your prayers ~ far more important to us than financial support. I am quietly confident the finances will work themselves out but we have some seriously weird & frightening stuff going down around us ~ spiritual missiles detonating all around us; & we all know what a woos I am. Two of us are quite ill from what is going on ~ not Liddy; she's rather a hardy soul in that department. Dino & I are a little more sensitive & coping less well.
Tomorrow I have to take Star into town for a concert & I am refusing to drive as there is no parking ~ less than before since the Brisbane floods. Star is not impressed but I can only cope with so much & just for now I have enough already. Proper post soon, I promise. Each & every one of you is a blessing on our lives & we are grateful for you.