[Sunday, March 8th 2026]
It's Sunday afternoon, here in South Australia, I am home alone (again) but that's okay I would rather be home alone without their noise. And the constant coming and going of questions, demands. This gives me time to reflect, "time to numb the pain" of the mess inside my head. It's just another day... well no, it's not just another day.
I have my garden to keep my hands busy and music to distract my thoughts and that is enough. I have a devoted old cat in the front yard that looks like a kitten and shadows me whilst I potter around the plants. And in the backyard I have two loyal doggies that would protect me with their lives that's if they didn't cover me in licks first. The headlines "Death by Licks" doesn't sound too bad, does it.
Today is beautiful, really beautiful the skies are the bluest of blue, a slight cool breeze floats in from the sea. And I smell like the bristles of the plant I just spent 15 minutes shaping. There is a Magpie whistling in the