The Healer

You may not know that when I was depressed in 2001 I gave Rosie away because I thought she would be happier elsewhere.  Fortunately for me, after 7 months she bit her new owner.  Fortunately for Rosie, who now faced being put down as an aggressive dog, the dog ranger asked if we would take her back.  I couldn't believe my luck.  I was in a better place healthwise by then but my joy at having her back accelerated the healing process.  A nice little spelling error.

Rosie

We had Rosie put to sleep today.  Up the rainbow with Em and Hoov.

Tasmania finally

On the Friday I met Liz in Triabunna and checked out the house that is ours subject to the sale of River Bank next Saturday...  A humble abode but object of many plans, wishes and dreams.

 Saturday I strolled into Salamanca Market to meet my friend Jean who I had last seen over 30 years ago.  We talked non-stop for 2 1/2 hours until our chauffeurs collected us.  I didn't have a look at the market at all.

 Jake, Sarah and I drove to Bellerive - I had a bit of business to conduct at the unit.

Then we had an explore of the Fort where Sarah was entranced by a Christmas beetle.  The fort is a magic place to watch the end of the Sydney Hobart Yacht Race.

On Sunday I checked out an exhibition at the Rosny Barn.  I love this space and always enjoy their displays - fell in love with a green bakelite radio.

and could have stayed there all day.

Returned to Battery Point and went to the beach with Jake and Sarah and then dropped in on Oscar.  Up at 4am the next morning to catch plane back to Mildura and work - tired but very happy.