Where is my breakfast

Kitty is getting a little bolder but still will not come into the house. She will wait patiently in the morning and the evening on the windowsill and will even not run away when we open the window. However, she is a feral cat and I cannot imagine she would ever tolerate a domestic environment. I spent the morning trimming a very overgrown vine. The next job will be the eucalyptus tree that seems to put on two or three metres of growth each year. There were only three of us at tennis this afternoon but we still had a good practice.