Today I found a dead ring-tailed possum in a local street. It had no sign of injury - it wasn't "road kill" (that phrase makes me shudder.) At least it was proof positive that ringies live around here. I buried it in my garden.
On a more positive note, I've seen and heard the kookaburras again nearly every day lately. I also spied two crested pigeons in the park.
Yet the grass is dying from the summer dryness and there is no prospect of rain.... At least the temperatures have been delightfully mild - so far.
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