Monday, June 28, 2004

Mr Possum is yet to put in an appearance. 

I'm sure it's the fierce wintry winds that have been blowing consistently over the last couple of weeks.

I'm sure he'll be back when the wind dies down and his tree stops swaying.

When I say 'Mr Possum' I mean 'Mr Possum and Immediate Family and Relations and In-Laws and Cousins'.

There are several conifers, each some fifty feet tall, at the edge of the garden. The foliage is dense, green and is home to hundreds of birds (either that or the trees chirp in unison every morning) and the extended Possum family.

Closer to the house, there are two magnolia trees. Just now, they are in bud, and they will flower presently. When they do, down will come the possums at night and up they will go into the magnolia to feast on the flowers.

Right now, Mr Possum and Co. are probably watching the magnolias from their conifer eyries, salivating at the thought of all the pink feast awaiting them.

is it time for a nap yet? i think so

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