Washing and gathering fruit and feeling ambivalent about Invasion Day.
Watching the preparations for the Chinese Year of the Rabbit to the strains of bagpipes and the Hobart Bellringers
in the background.
A scruffy podcast extending over several days and accompanied by blackbird.
A sociable walk to the post office, thinking about my mum and Epiphany, a potential book sale and the joy of the cherry season.
Welcoming in the new year from the top of the bell tower and retreating into some time to myself.