As usual, Saturday morning is Victoria Market shopping day. I felt like buying flowers, and these proteas were unusual, in that they are usually pink. I cut back some very long stemmed pussy willow as an accompaniment. The day has been chilly with sun periodically surprising us in between gloomy clouds. We're waiting for the fence man to give us a quote on fixing the fence which is currently an issue of disagreement with our neighbours. I hope this gets solved without too much drama. Bad enough the neighbours on our other side dont' talk to us anymore since their giant gum fell into our yard, damaging our fence and trees, and we dared to ask them to pay half the cost of repair. Sigh, Maybe I wasn't meant to live amongst people.
Borrow for the holidays – new non-fiction
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