Slept in really late to day for me. I only got up just before six o’clock. It must have been the getting up and down for Shamara – our beloved (but not so beloved last night) feline.
She meouws loudly and without stop until the sound eventually penetrates the fog of my sleep and I get up. Then when she would like to get back in, she leaps with one great leap onto the fly screen of the window alongside our bed. Now that noise would waken the dead! It certainly re-arranges my hairstyle and gets my blood pumping at speed every time she does it. So last night was a bit of a musical bed game, with my getting in and out of bed for madam cat at least three times! I never, in my wildest dreams, ever thought that I would be a slave to a cat. Never!

This morning the sun was determined to shine for a change, so everything was a wash with soft golden sunbeams. Beautiful. Balmy. Brilliant.

I started washing all the bed linen to day, in preparation for the family coming up at Easter. Unfortunately all the little bugs leave their “footprints” (as I prefer to think) all over the covers, so every now and again I have to wash them all. Not a very costly price to pay when you consider where we live.

The sun decided to come out in all her glory to day, and it has been a hot day. Just below 33 degrees. Enough to get those sweat glands working over time again.

Ken – again after his normal checking the cattle and feeding the bulls – spent the whole morning slashing the Small River Camp. It always makes it look so neat, clean and cared for. But it is really just getting it ready for fertilizing and the planting of rye and clover for winter grazing.

In the afternoon, when the greater heat was over, Ken went out to the Pteridium Camp 3 and slashed that paddock. Hot work in this sunshine. This man of mine is, if nothing else, is very disciplined, so when he says he will do something, come hell or high water, it gets done. The paddocks are slashed but he comes home boiled to a bright pink from the heat!

To day I sorted out all my art things – the paintings I have done over the years, the pencil work and my calligraphy work too. I then sorted out the papers I use for my art work and filed everything away neatly, so that I can lay my hands on them quick smart when I need them. I really want to get back into doing some art again soon.

To night for our supper I have made a Chicken Caesar salad – one that I use to make at  “Takabreak” – the Coffee Shop we once owned in Coffs Harbour.

Whepw! It is still warm and muggy and it is almost seven o’clock at night. It has been a warm one to day.

My saying for to day is ….

“I don’t have an attitude; I have a personality you can’t handle.”

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