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03-29-03
Today I had a raptuous time. I was on my way to deliver Alice back to school after a dental appointment, and a house near to her school had some units being built on the property. They had thrown out, by the dump bin, a (what seemed to me) perfectly usable screen door. I stopped and enquired whether |
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someone else had first dibs on it.
Apparently not. So I gave them a description of my husband, in
the vague hopes that some time soon he would be available to pick up
the door. It was then that I noticed some alyssum and a spring
bulb growing amidst the trampled dirt. I asked if I might take
them. No problem. Just then, the owner turned up.
"Oh," she said, "help yourself to the plants out the
back, there may even be a daphne bush intact." I thanked
her profusely, and after Alice and Cassie's (her best friend)
help, ended up with a trunk load, but no daphne. I'm very happy,
though. An absolutely huge amount of cyclamen, a much prized
bulb in Australia. Natives, perennials, bulbs, fuschia, even
strawberry runners and plants!
I shan't type much, my index finger
seems to have had a run-in with something sharp. I feel a real
drongo, as I have no idea how it happened. A "drongo" is an
idiot.
Brian has put a cover over part of
the Feather Pen. Now the geese have somewhere to shelter at
night. Total cost of materials: around $4, Brian estimates, with
Clearance Sales, barter and freebies.
Beau is displaying beautifully.
His shimmer is actually audible, like a dry, rustling sound.
I am not entirely sure, however,
whether I made the right decision in putting the last two rabbits
together. I had thought, by the way Jack was enquiring, that the
other rabbit was female. Perhaps not, at least by what I saw
later. I'm hoping they won't bite each other. One of our
rabbits died from an infection by being bitten by another bunny.
At the same time, I would love some babies, and I don't want the adult
bunnies getting the illness I believe they have suffered. So,
for the moment, they are co-habiting.
The geese are getting very worried
about nesting sites. They also cannot make up their minds about
whether to be in the Feather Pen at night, or out in the weather and
closer to the eggs.
Rain has been all but a constant
here. Some good hailstorms, thankfully, no-one hurt, and little
damage done from them, but a fierce wind took down a sizable gum tree
branch, so there is some firewood for next year!
Yesterday, our minimum was predicted
at 10 degrees C and our maximum at 12. The nights are OK but
that wind - Brrr!
Mars
You deep, dark protagonist!
Staring with fearsome eye in menace
at our cool, life-blessed Planet.
Your gaze, mocking, challenging
like a warrior of old
You seem weary, but you've fooled
others
with that scam. Not me!
I see you for what you are - a
romanticized version
of fighters' leering tales, an Oath
of violence!
But you are startling, beautiful, and
my poor eye contemplates
whilst it can. You will soon be
just another,
interesting feature of the night sky
paling beside the glory of the Milky
Way
I will enjoy you, and wonder
at the Imagination of a God
Who ordered you and foresaw my
imagination at your ochre presence.
Dominus tecum
Leonie
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