It seems a bit strange, celebrating Easter with the onset of Winter just around the corner...
Isn't it, after all, a celebration of new life?
The only one round here who seems to subscribe to that thinking is the Big boy possum...
I don't know if he slept here, today, or whether he's still off, out there in the big world, well, being a Big boy possum, ha ha...
Everybody else seems to getting ready for Winter...
Six galahs in the big tree out the back, instead of the usual two...
All of them "serenading" me in dulcet tones, ha ha...
And the latest casualty in the great supermarket heist - Campbell's tinned spaghetti sauce...
Not a can to be seen...
People really Are lowering the bar when it comes to their culinary requirements... ha ha...
Or maybe they're just "stocking up" for the sake of it...
One shudders to think what will become of all that food once the mood of crisis has passed...
Perhaps, as a humane gesture, I should start teaching the rats, out at the tip, how to use can openers... ha ha...
🙂
