On the Third Day of Winter

Thank the Universe for long weekends!!

I think we should start a 3~day~weekend revolution.

I finished Scrublands ~ great read! ~ and moved onto The Handmaids Tale. I liked it and was kept interested and intrigued but not sure if I want to watch the series and have my vision of the characters altered.

I quickly read Beedle the Bard by J.K. Rowlings. I found it very Enid Blyton-esque.

I also started and finished Baby and a Backpack by Jane Cornelius. What a life she has lead! Jane sounds like a very brave lady, defs enjoyed her book.

 

In between all the reading and airplane watching, I had a visitor.

An actual person, that isn't related to me, came to my house.

It's been a long while since I've had the pleasure, and pleasure it was!

We sat in the oh~so~good sunshine, drank coffee and hot choc, and talked and laughed.

I am enjoying getting to know my new friend and it has given my heart a little something to smile about.

Maybe I'm not a lost cause, destined to be a loner-hermit for always.

So thank the Universe for that too!

The day carried on.

Elvis (he needs a new blog-nickname..) sat in the sun with me eating feijoas off the tree.

The sun went down.

It does that ya know ;)

Golden hour was pretty as always!

Shining through all the tiniest places of the garden.

Making me aware of more there is to see.

Until the last of the afternoon sun peeked its head over the fence one last time before ducking down for the night.

Today was a good day.

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Life As I Know It

Another day off work.

Feels like I've had more time off this year than I've actually turned up.

Not true but I still don't like taking so much time off.

But when the kids are sick and I'm not much better, these things must be done.

So today means for me, lots of cooking, cleaning, reading and movies.

I am a few chapters into Chris Hammer's 'Srcublands' and enjoying it a lot. My only complaint is it's quite heavy to hold over my face during bedtime-pre-sleep reading.

I read Still Life With Woodpecker.

Not at all what I expected but I'll probably read it again one day.

Cedar Valley by Holly Throsby was a fast, easy read. I really liked the relatability of the small town and it's characters. Thumbs up.

I also read Ugly by Robert Hoge. He was born with a tumour on his forehead, causing his face to be deformed.. (I hate that word).. his legs were too. His memoir is really inspiring and uplifting, a good reminder to be compassionate and non-judgy.  

I  have this really big, beautiful Tuart tree in my front yard.

I love it to pieces but unfortunately it made pieces of my front fence so had to be trimmed.

Trimmed is too nice a word to use.

It got cut back so heavily it looks like a giant totem pole sticking out of my driveway.

I was so sad and bitter to think I'd lost all my shade and the birds wouldn't visit anymore.

(Then the Universe took my Dad away and really gave me something to cry over).

But I've actually had more feathered visitors now than when it had leaves and blossoms and whatever else birds like to eat!

Pink and Grey Galahs...

Carnaby Cockatoos..

And a staunch Magpie.

I love watching them and feel a little honoured when they choose to stop over in my garden.

Silly as that sounds.

I'm noticing the sky a lot more lately.

Maybe because the tree is gone..

Maybe because I've had a lot of time off work at home..

Dunno..

Better hang out the washing and all that fun stuff.

A friend recently re-inspired me to get back to work on my gypsy blanket so I have managed a few more rows.

I have decided to call it stops when I have used all of my old balls of wool, which means if I stop goosing around it could be on my bed this winter!

Enjoy your day

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