A little something nice

Pretty Banksia Rose near the driveway.

Misty Fields below

It'd early morning as I stand here looking towards the river and across to the otherside. Only I know it's there but can't see more than a few feet in front of me but for the fog. The Tawny Frogmouth is cuddling up next to his mate near the stem of the gum tree. Huge gum trees stand like grey soldiers near the Lone Pine and monument with the names of the men from this valley that lost their lives at war. Families lost thier sons and wives their husbands and children their farthers .....



The Villiage hall was recently been restored to it's former beauty, a great meeting place for all functions held here. The park with it's new undercover picnic area wait for someone to visit. The tennis court's gates look locked but I am not sure if it is. The lawns have be cut recently .....

Only the odd rooster is crowing, inviting the sleepy villiage to wake up. Soon the school bus will stop near the Trading Store, waiting to drive the older kids to the next town for school. While the little ones, hop off and walk across the broad tarred road. It's only a little villiage school, maybe 45 kids. Across the river a low cement bridge leads to more farms, the first field huge grey braghman beast look up from munching grass, some coming closer to see where you going. Slowly a few cars head past to town 60km away, while others head Up River to farms.

Here you came forget what day it is or what time. You get up with the rooster's crow and sleep when you like. Some heading home after closing time at the Local Pub, overlooking the river below.

Looking for the Cat .....

OK everyone knows we nuts about cats, rescue more cats than is good for us sometimes. But Gypsy is very special because we literally saved her little life, she just sat there and let me bath her (twice) without a peep out of her, wrapped her in a towel, and put the heater on for her to warm up. The water was red/chocolate from flea bites not sure she would have survived much longer. You know all animals need is love , food and shelter is that so hard to understand.

Anyway to get back to the story, Gypsy survived and turned into the most beautiful, and loving cat. We were staying next to a park so to give them a little extra space to wonder around in, but come night time all cats had to be inside, all but Gypsy who loved to stay outside if given half a chance. And so here Dear Daughter and myself called for her, by 9.30 pm it was getting very late, so we each grab a touch and start seaching the neighbour's front yards and the park. Peeping over the fences backing the park, calling her, still nothing.

Well not long into the search about 4 Cop cars pulled up into our little Cul de Sac, and suddenly it was swarming cops all with torches. Telling us to please go inside as they have just had a call about some prowlers from a very frantic person. The more we telling them it's can only be us and we just looking for the cat. It took some explaining before they left ... bet they saw the funny side of it all.

Anyway Gypsy turned up the next morning, .......

The Cops in OZ do respond to call's quickly, not like in SA thank goodness. Hope ya enjoyed the story ...Catz

Until nexttime
Rina