As I was finishing my morning coffee, my eye caught movement on the fence outside the house. I thought at first it was the neighbour’s cat, who is engaged in a prolonged war with the Snook. (The cat wants to crap in our garden; Rodd would prefer it didn’t.) But it wasn’t a cat – it’s a brush-tailed possum! I know they’re around, but I’d never seen one this close to the house before. We kept an eye on him to make sure he wasn’t hurt, and eventually he climbed the Davidson’s plum up to the balcony above. Stay cool today, friend.
Important Note
This site features content going all the way back to 2000. The posts you’ll read reflect my views and writing style at the time. While I have gone back to clean up a few of them, I think it’s important not to sanitise too much. This site is a record of who I am and how I’ve grown. Any blog post written years ago may not reflect who I am today, nor how I would write about the same topic today.