For The Love Of Patience

The cat was astounded this morning, astounded.  He kept wandering around, looking at us with a shocked expression, not quite knowing what to do with himself.

 Why?  Because Steve hadn't lit the fire!  It was a tad warmer this morning and we thought we'd leave lighting the fire until later.  No, unacceptable.  The cat was horrified, so Steve lit him, HIM, a fire!  ha ha ha

 Here he is, placated, although you wouldn't know it, as he refused to smile for the camera.

 Speaking of keeping warm, I am so darn proud of myself, having succeeded for the first time ever in making myself something to wear.  It's a bit different when the thing you are making has to be a specific size, unlike blankets that can turn out any old size and will do.

 Ta da!  Here am I modelling my crocheted cardigan, and it fits me, hooray! :-)

 It will suit my needs well, being one that doesn't close at the front.  I dont feel the cold that much and don't like being drowned in warm clothes, so this will be a nice, light woollie to keep me just warm enough. 

 Now, I must share with you some sad news.  Last week we said goodbye to Patience, one of the most lovely wild kangaroos we've had the pleasure to know.  She chose to be our friend which was such a privilege.

 We presume that she must have been hand reared when she was young, as she included us in her life all the time.  Patience would appear on the doorstep like clockwork early each morning, and patiently (hence her name) wait until we woke up and then asked hopefully for a wee bit of breakfast....how could we refuse that beautiful face.

 She brought her babies to meet us, what a privilege when a doe will allow her tiny joey out of the pouch in the presence of humans, such trust.

 She spent most of her time on our property, napping away in her favourite places.

Sadly Patience broke her foreleg, and although we did everything could for her, including persuading her inside our orchard to keep her safe, then getting the wildlife vet to come out and splint her arm, she started looking very unwell and  quietly went to sleep a few nights later.  We think she was quite an old girl, perhaps about 11, and we'd like to think she's had a good life.  Goodbye beautiful Patience xx

Until next time... xx