Midwinter Frolics

I know Australia is supposed to be bright all year around, but here was our walk the other morning.

I love a misty winter walk.

And of course, winter means bonfires at last while we are safe from the threat of bushfire!

Sis Jen had a fab one, organised for her by her hubby Rowdy for her birthday, on Saturday night.   It was a biggie!  Many thanks to Gogs for these gorgeous pics!

This one was taken by our other sister,  PJ.  She came over especially for Jen's birthday and that was some dedication because she lives at the top of Australia on the very opposite corner to us!

     
It is always amazing to us how similar the three of us are, even though PJ grew up so far away from us.   There is magic in the three of us together.  Magic and power!  I am very proud of my two high-energy, intelligent, ethical and honest sissies!   I am sooo lucky to have them in my life!

Kelly loves his Aunty PJ too.

 
Midwinter is a time of stillness, and yet change is coming too.  Like a seed under the ground, we rest in the dark time and yet grow, and as the days begin to lengthen once more, we will burst out into new life and plans.   To my friends in the Northern Hemisphere, happy Midsummer!   Have a swim for me! 




 

Chickeny Love

The problem with getting behind on your blog is do you catch up or just start where you are?  The thought of catching up is enough to stop me posting, so starting where I am is the go!

The baby chickens are nearly all grown up now.  Two of the three roosters went to new homes last weekend.   They were good boys on the trip.  I am fond of them but you can't have three roosters in one flock, for reasons of economy even if they do get on, so they had to go.  Hopefully they will have a good life with their own wives in their new places.

Pellinore is the one who stayed. He was the biggest chick and had a little white on his face. He's growing up to be a very nice type of Wyandotte as far as I can tell.  And he's pretty sure he's all that!

He's no gentle, slightly-confused King Pellinore though, so his name has changed to Elvis.  He's flashy and showy and the way he looks past that comb that looks like a coifed hairdo, well, it was probably inevitable he end up an Elvis!

Here he is sunbaking on his feet, looking very flashdance.

I love how they spread a wing to catch the sun.  Here is one of the girls doing it.  I have no idea what to call the two girls now!  Can I have an Elvis, a Guinevere and a Morgana?  :D

In other news, I've been writing some fans from my Facebook author page into a Freya Fjordrider Sword & Sorcery story, and now I'm reading it live on Facebook video as I go.  It's actually a lot of fun and people seem to really love it.  The fast-paced, language-fun Freya stories are probably ideal for this sort of storytelling lark.     

 

 Walking continues.  Here we are about to try a new trail in the bush.

Life with Mr Kitty continues.

And for Andrew, life with bonkers me continues, bless him!  :D