It is taking some getting used to ... that the holiday break is over and it's now back to work as normal (or should that be "usual")? Today is the second day back - and really, it isn't any easier than yesterday. But I am holding tightly to the knowledge that tomorrow is Hump Day and that it's then just a short run to the end of the week! I can't imagine what it would be like going back to work after such a wonderful break if you actually hated your job!
Yesterday was L's anniversary and S and M visited the cemetery to mark the day. It doesn't seem like only four years but in other ways it seems like a lifetime ... and that's just for S and I. There really aren't that many days that go by when we don't think of L. She was a presence - and taken too soon. I'm sure they have made major inroads in the treatment of cancer since then - but it still seems that way too many people are battling it these days!
Both Tink and Maggie have spent time in the basket M prepared out the front for when Beazley was unwell. This may just be behaviour I haven't seen in either of them before, but I would have sworn neither of them were "basket" cats. But we do know that cats often put themselves into places just waiting for you to come along and see them and they smile to themselves and, after a suitable interval, wander off to their next photo opportunity.
The Willy Wagtail is still sitting on the nest - yes, the one in plain sight, out in the open, with no protection from marauding predators/invaders. We're not sure if it's sitting on its egg or one laid by a mynah ... hopefully it won't be that long before we all find out ... because it has been a while (or does it just seem that way because of the holidays).
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