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Noisy miners are nesting in the fiddlewood trees out the back. It’s a precarious home, subject to wind and rain and, last night, a thunderstorm. At odd times I find K looking out the bedroom window to check that all is well.

In other news, my brother and SIL’s house looks like being one of the locations for a major film. The location manager spotted it driving around. Today the director and arts people called in and gave it the tick.

Thanks for hosting Ingeborg.