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The everyday and the extraordinary loves of life. We have a one acre cold zone garden in rural Victoria, Australia. This blog chronicles its ever changing nature. We also love traveling and writing, our cats, the sea, cooking, and of course, our garden.
Category Archives: cats
A cool winter’s afternoon and friend, in the garden.
I starting marking term papers this morning but became distracted by this… Leaves and cats wait for no one! I guess the marking can wait a bit longer. 😊
More often than not, an opportunity to be in the garden offers a time for reflection. I reflect on recent changes, our return from Prague and family. I used to say that all problems are solved in the garden. For … Continue reading
This is my last weekend in the garden for a few weeks. Last weekend was splendid and I managed to simply sit and read and marvel at the spring colours. Well, I did do some raking and transplanting – couldn’t … Continue reading
After months of sunless days, today we captured the sun. These tiny seasonal delights appeared and were caught – tangible sunshine. Though the light fades and returns, the start of Spring is near. White cat captures the moment. And these … Continue reading
For those who remember our resident kangaroo – here’s a recap. This old fella came every day to visit. Despite him eating my roses, geraniums and most vegetables – he really was an old, gentle and quite friendly fellow. He … Continue reading
After a long absence, cats and chickens and gardening in the mountains – we’re back posting – missed my blog – hope you are all still with me…. Join me for a cup of tea and a new journey… More … Continue reading
Our resident kangaroo has returned for the summer. This time he’s made a friend – our middle cat Albert. Enjoying an afternoon relax under the weeping apricot. Just don’t eat the roses, mate! He’s such an old boy. He can … Continue reading
Living on the Mount can be serene and immensely beautiful, however, it can also be very perilous. A silent kangaroo – camouflaged; a wombat hole, deep enough to fall in to and…. </a this sight which greeted us a few … Continue reading