Home again

And I was never so thankful to get back.   Missed my connection in Sydney thanks to the slowness of the baggage handlers and the border security people who were on strike for a couple of hours - during the morning rush hour influx!!

The garden is awash with colour.  The front is a mass of yellow freesias and orange clivias - the oak tree has burst forth, and everything looks magnificent.  I picked up; Rajah this afternoon, and Mishka nearly turned herself inside out with delight at seeing me again.  It is nice to be home.

This is a freesia as well, but as decided to come up red, which I think is very pretty. (I won't tell you how long it took me to remember the name "freesia").

I feel ever so slightly washed out, but no doubt all will be well tomorrow.  It's much easier travelling West than it is travelling East.