The rain has arrived from the tropical north with heavy rain warnings for the Coromandel Peninsula. Definitely time to go. Only Four sleeps till I leave for Melbourne.
The crab apples are picked and the jelly made, a bumper crop of feijoas is dropping to the ground, the blinds on the deck are down, and wood pigeons fly overhead checking to see if the guavas are ready to eat. As I swept up the autumn leaves, I thought how strange to be heading off to another spring!
The list of things to do is growing shorter and I will be very glad to leave it all behind.
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And Spring is just beginning to Spring, here in Blighty.
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