As the number of days I have left before I fly home drops to single figures so the temperature rises. Tomorrow it is expected to be 38c in Melbourne. We're planning a day in an air-conditioned cinema followed by an air-conditioned museum. I thought I might do another trail in Melbourne's arcades this afternoon, but the promise of Martinis at two has persuaded me to put that off. In the meantime I'm enjoying herbal tea at the kitchen table.
Hobarts's gardens were full of colour. I'd have thought that was normal, but we were told last year there was a drought and nothing was growing. People are making the most of the current lushness.
In Seddon, the flowers are also blooming. I am very fond of amaryllis, and this one is in a garden just round the corner.
This flower has escaped from its domesticated family on the other side of the fence, and is growing among the weeds beside the kerb.
Yesterday morning we had breakfast in a café where Billie is a firm favourite with the staff. Not only does she get to sit up at the table, they also vie with each other to spoil her with slivers of ham.
The café has a garden at the back and this lovely plant.
In the late afternoon I set off across Melbourne to meet up with Octavia's cousin Judy who is celebrating her birthday shortly. She gave me directions from the station and told me the number of her house. She could have just told me it was the one with the blue unicorn on the porch.
Judy and her family have to cats, gingers, and unusually one of them is female. Artemis has just had kittens, they are small and helpless, their eyes still closed, and naturally I had to see them.
That's Artemis on the left looking at her brood of two gingers and four tortoiseshell kittens.
And here she is suckling them. Their Uncle Apollo seems less than enthusiastic about them, an enthusiasm which may plummet new depths when they decide his bottle brush tail is perfect for hunting practice.
Apollo, who loves Simon (Mr Judy), wasn't over enthusiastic about me either, so it was a surprise when he jumped on my lap and stayed there for a few short minutes. We ate in the garden where we had already watched a fly past of fruit bats heading to their feeding grounds. Good food, great company. It was lovely.
I had quite forgotten it was Saturday, so travelling home on the train was surprised at how busy it was, and how many young women dressed in either finery or short short shorts were in the carriage. There were young men too, loud in a way that suggested they had had a few drinks to set them up for the night, or talking earnestly about sport. I'd guess both groups were likely to be heading home alone again at the end of the evening.
Between that pic of Billie and then the kittens, I’m booking a flight right now. 38 degrees can be done!
I’ve told Vicki!
Great post ginger cats and plants and warmth what more can you ask for?!
Good company, and I have that too! 🙂
Excellent and By the way…i grow the plant you saw in the cafe garden!
So does Vicki, could you tell me its name?
It’s an Aeonium but exactly which one of the species I couldn’t say there are many I grow about 4 different ones including a flat one, a black one a honey smelling one and one that looks like a dinner plate as it’s leaves are flat!
Love the unicorn, and the kittens are too adorable for words
Quite possibly Octavia will have more pictures of both when she gets back.
A lovely post to read this morning. Of course I love the cats. Apollo is very handsome!
I am looking forward to seeing pictures of the kittens as they grow.
Their eyes are open and they are much bigger than last week. Octavia is here. She loves them.
I shall look forward to more pictures recording their development. It’s a good thing for the grey ninja that Octavia can’t take one home on the ‘plane.