Owl in Service

 Steve and I are off for a quick jaunt to Adelaide tomorrow to see Bangarra Dance Company - one of my favourite things to do.  I thought I'd finish off the last adventure before the next.  On returning to Wentworth, and still playing the Owl Service over in my head, I was somewhat astounded to find owls in service in Wentworth.  The Shire boys had planted new lawn and had come up with the idea of using owls and a hawk to deter grass seed chomping vandals.

 I'm not convinced that the ducks eat the grass seed but Steve thinks they are among the culprits.

There was a new sculpture at the Artback cafe and gallery - Murray Cod carved into a tree stump outside the cafe.

 I gardened all weekend because I'm an addict.  Steve indulged in the winter garden - there really is nothing more I can do until Spring kicks into action.

a melange for you

 Well, a lime actually.  The only one we've grown so far.

 a crooked lime

I haven't blogged for so long that I can hardly remember how to do it.  I have spent some time in Adelaide to be with Mum. Bronny and I have an Alan Garner thing going so I had to join the Adelaide Library Service to borrow the Owl Service.  It's about Wales, owls, flowers and spooky stuff but I had to read it when I was at school, so it meant nothing to me...  I enjoyed it this time around but it's no comparison to Strandloper.

 I gardened.  I gave Mum cyclamen seeds about 20 years ago and one of the plants is still flowering.

 I enjoyed the city, especially North Terrace.  Colonel Light's vision realised as far as I'm concerned.

Caught this display in the Adelaide Arcade.  Costumes made by TAFE students in Performing Arts.

 Mum and I saw 2 films - The Sapphires and Hysteria - and enjoyed both.  This is the Regal Theatre on Kensington Road.

Close your eyes now if nudity offends...

Here's Rufus' bum and part of Mum and Willowa in Helly's kitchen.  Willowa cooked up a storm for a latish celebration of Tamasin's birthday.

 The view from my Adelaide bedroom window - the cat sunned itself each morning.

And I came home to Wentworth to find an owl waiting for me.  Spooky indeed.