The flowers are going, but the pohutukawa are still pretty

The sound of the birds' wings as they flutter around in the pohutukawa by the deck occasionlly drowns out the music on the stereo. My cat is quite interested in this.

Next door are getting new pipes put in and I guess ours connects to them or something, because our plumbing has been disconnected too. It's getting to the point where I want to start cooking dinner, but I really don't want to cook until the water is running again.

Work is rather busy at the moment. It's good. I have a few bits and pieces I have to get done by the end of next Wednesday, but I think I will.

I want it to be the end of next Thursday already. Time is both dragging and racing and I'm not enjoying the anticipation.