I heard on the news a few days ago about a heatwave somewhere over east. Bone dry, wicked winds and 38 something days. Got to thinking that is a bit strange when summer has not started. While over here in the wild west it is going to be wet and windy for the rest of the week. The rugrats will be peeved with all the rain as it is school holidays now.
Must go peeking at Gardening Australia. Not having the goggle box, got to see such things and Gruen on the Big Mac. So many things to watch and so little time. But if you do ever venture into the weird wild west, there's oodles of room at the Serpent's Lair and the Izzie would love to have you here. Actually some ten years ago the bus to Kings Park used to go past the end of the street. I made the most of the opportunity to get up early in winter and catch the bus up there in time for the sunrise over the city. I so miss doing that. They changed the route and had the KP bus run to the airport instead. As if tourists would want to go straight there from the plane with luggage and all.
Was back at KP on Saturday and while reading the paper at the cafe there got to watch the ducks waddling right inside as if they owned the place and willy wagtails and honey eaters were flitting about in the trees and on the chairs and tables too.
Wild weather
Date: 2017-09-25 03:35 pm (UTC)Must go peeking at Gardening Australia. Not having the goggle box, got to see such things and Gruen on the Big Mac. So many things to watch and so little time.
But if you do ever venture into the weird wild west, there's oodles of room at the Serpent's Lair and the Izzie would love to have you here. Actually some ten years ago the bus to Kings Park used to go past the end of the street. I made the most of the opportunity to get up early in winter and catch the bus up there in time for the sunrise over the city. I so miss doing that. They changed the route and had the KP bus run to the airport instead. As if tourists would want to go straight there from the plane with luggage and all.
Was back at KP on Saturday and while reading the paper at the cafe there got to watch the ducks waddling right inside as if they owned the place and willy wagtails and honey eaters were flitting about in the trees and on the chairs and tables too.