High humidity, awful heat (parts of Sydney hit 47C yesterday), fic deadlines, and irregular bedtimes thanks to holidays have worn me to a fray. And now I have to work eight hours, supposedly rested and relaxed after holidays and ugh, I'm just not feeling it...
On the up side, the chickens survived yesterday, and it rained in the night, so hopefully things are a little less hot (although they're going to be no less sticky I think).
At some point in the next couple of weeks, an automatic door for the chicken coop will turn up, and after installation (and the creation of a suitable 'entry room' for the coop), I will no longer have to get up before 6am to let the chooks out.
Somewhat amusingly, my FB timeline threw up a pic of the garden when we first moved in, when I was still planting things out. I need to take another photo of it from the same angle - and hunt up the original photos for comparison...
Writing did not happen the way I wanted it to during the holidays. I snoozed and napped a lot more than expected, and spent a lot of my time out in the garden. I'm thinking that maybe my summers will be spent out in the garden, and my winters spent inside writing? Also, we really need to install some water tanks on the property, because I hate using the city water supply for things that don't need potable water.
On the up side, the chickens survived yesterday, and it rained in the night, so hopefully things are a little less hot (although they're going to be no less sticky I think).
At some point in the next couple of weeks, an automatic door for the chicken coop will turn up, and after installation (and the creation of a suitable 'entry room' for the coop), I will no longer have to get up before 6am to let the chooks out.
Somewhat amusingly, my FB timeline threw up a pic of the garden when we first moved in, when I was still planting things out. I need to take another photo of it from the same angle - and hunt up the original photos for comparison...
Writing did not happen the way I wanted it to during the holidays. I snoozed and napped a lot more than expected, and spent a lot of my time out in the garden. I'm thinking that maybe my summers will be spent out in the garden, and my winters spent inside writing? Also, we really need to install some water tanks on the property, because I hate using the city water supply for things that don't need potable water.