As I carried my breakfast towards the balcony this morning, I could see I had a visitor.
The closer I got to the balcony door, the bigger the visitor appeared.


By the time I got to the door, the magpie looked huge.
I decided I would have my breakfast inside this morning. I'm not arguing with that beak.



It explains the numbers of people around the towns, far more than previous years. It's not just the January holiday period. Amanda said it's been busy for months.

I'm now reading Death in a Wheelbarrow, a recently reprinted Golden Age Crime mystery by William Gore, a pseudonym for Jan Gordon, who, with his wife Cora, wrote numerous Art and Travel books in the 1930s 40s and 50s. They seem to have been a very interesting couple. Death in a Wheelbarrow is amusing as well as, so far, an interesting mystery.

The service from the kitchen was slow, but the affogato was good when it arrived, and I appreciated the extra scoop of icecream to compensate for the wait!

I struggled a bit with the wings of the bee in my crewel piece. The thread I was using was too dark. I undid it twice until I got the effect I wanted -

and when I got there it was a lot paler than I had anticipated. I then moved my hoop and began the hillock. I'm pleased with this, even though I haven't finished it.
Tomorrow I go back to Adelaide. I'm a bit sorry to be going. I'm now used to being here, have a door that locks and know how to work the place. On the other hand, I can pretty much do all the same things at home.
It's been a nice break, and great to spend extended time with family.
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