Travels relates to a little trip Ken and I took a couple of weeks ago, daffodils are in our back garden, and mice refers to...well, you will have to wait until the end of this post - or scroll down and miss the nice pictures!
We drove up to Sugarloaf Reservoir to check out the water level, and go for a walk. We were shocked to see how much the water level had dropped since the last time we were there; it was nearly full last year. We have certainly had rain this year; maybe the water authorities have been piping the water from here to another reservoir for some reason...
This is one of Ken's favourite places to walk, as it is fairly flat along this track. He just can't walk up hills any more, without breathing problems.
On the way home from Sugarloaf, we stopped at the Kangaroo Ground Cemetery, where one of Ken's aunts is buried. He went to the funeral, but hasn't been back since. We walked all over the cemetery but couldn't find her grave. His cousin said she will show us where it is if we go up there again.
It is only a small cemetery compared to others in the metropolitan area, but it is very pretty and peaceful, so we have decided to book ourselves a spot here. There was a sign up saying there is still space available, so if we do that, it is one less thing for our families to worry about when we are gone!
It must have been ten years ago when I planted a dozen mixed bulbs along the edge of the lawn in our back yard - daffodils, jonquils, hyacinths and tulips. Earlier this year I dug all the bulbs up, separated them and replanted them. What a fabulous display we have this year! Below are some of the jonquils and yellow daffodils on the right, and there are a lot more daffodils further along that you can't see in this picture.
These daffodils are miniatures, not that you can tell here, but they are smaller than the others.
Finally, the mice! I went up to the aviaries this morning to let the hens out for a run around the yard, and on checking the finch aviaries found Ken's mouse trap with EIGHT mice in it!
I took the trap out and put it on the back step for Tiger to look at. He walked around it licking his chops, poking at it, and staring at the mice for about an hour!
I asked Ken what he'll do with them and he said he would drown them
in boiling water. NOOOOOO!!!!! I said how can you bear to do that and
hear them squealing, and he said he didn't hear anything with the first
one he killed like that. I've been feeding them bread crumbs, and Ken
has finally relented and said we can take them down to the park and let
them out.He said they'll breed millions more, and I said they've
got a right to live just as we have. There are too many humans on the
planet, but nobody puts us in boiling water...