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Sheila NZ
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« on: January 27, 2010, 09:35:09 PM » |
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I,m sitting here,quiet as a mouse, Actually I think there is one under the Fringe Bush, Tiger is stretched out in the shade, Has given up the sofa its to warm Can hear in the distance someone mowing their lawn and a plane has just strolled across the sky,to high for sound Birds are languidly pecking forgotten scraps,and a butterfly floating kissing the roses,up and over then down again Its a beautiful day after last nights rain The Punga is looking lovely and fresh ,dead fronds all gone Cabbage tree seems to have grown over night, its taller than the roof now, so very majestic. Lawn needs a tidy up, lots of grapefruit blown down by the storm, will have to try and collect them if my back obliges me That Banksia also needs a cut back, oh well in due course,
Suppose I should start and do some chores,but sitting is so restful, dont think I do this enough.Blow it jobs can wait
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