Nina the kitten on a seek and destroy mission.
Callistemon in the kitchen. Note industrial chic background. I ran out of paint.
Annandale. I didn’t know whether to laugh or knock on the door and ask RUOK?
Sydney has had some wild thunderstorms of late. After a warm afternoon in the garden I looked out at a lashing storm and saw the book I’d been reading drenched on a deckchair.
The book is one of a pair: Mrs Bridge and ten years later Mr Bridge. Brilliant. Mr Bridge is now swollen like he’s been dropped in the bath.
Superb front covers.
Converted stables window in our street. The jacaranda is flowering. Gorgeous!
Summer’s on the meadow, 2021.