This weird, foggy Autumn Sunday begins with a stroll down to Farm Gate market for breakfast en route to picking up my car from town, because I had a fair bit of wine with my dinner at Ethos Eat Drink last night while entertaining another delightful couple of visitors.
I always love walking around town, I notice so much more of it while strolling and it gives me a chance to absorb more, like the shell of the lovely old toy shop, burnt to the ground back in January.
Like the orange leaves of the shedding trees. I have a real crush on Autumn! It seems as though I may be allergic to Autumn, real Autumn (because Queensland doesn’t know what that is), and that’s distressing but my love will not waiver! THIS IS TRUE LOVE!
I spend my afternoon out at my friends’ house, trying to charm their cat that they have entrusted me to keep alive in their absence.
“You’ll be friends while we’re gone!”, they promised me. Their cat is evil and wants me to die. I can’t say I haven’t tried to win her heart, because I try SO HARD.
“Too hard,” some might say.