Jupiter has arrived back in Leo.

 Have a piece of cake and a coffee while I tell you how great the next 12 months are going to be because Jupiter arrives back in the sign of Leo and I get 12 months of goodness. You only get Jupiter once every 12 years and you're supposed to go back and remember what was going on between July 1st and August 31 in 02 and 03.  Good times until Jupiter left and the Heavens tipped a bucket of crap on me to celebrate.  12 years the good mother has had a stranglehold on me. 12 years ago I was also looking after my mother-in-law even though I was divorced a whole wonderful year.  I didn't notice weight dropping off but it did. I gardened, I walked, I read books in the middle of the night and in 03 my sister gave me her very old computer and the world opened up. I even applied to Open University and the papers came back just as Jupiter left, bad timing.  Mother became ill almost to death but survived, isn't that a familiar story 12 years on, and I was caught like a rat in a trap.

Just in case the raspberry ganache slice wasn't enough, try a kit kat lasagna with marshamallows and Smarties.  I have to admit I could go the raspberry treat but not this.  Only in America!
 

I want this. It's a rocking sheep and I can just see it sitting in my lounge.  All my bears would fit on it and it would look lovely among the dust and cobwebs.  My wealthy cousins had a rocking horse when I was little. They never let me ride that horse, never.  I used to make do with the garden gate, swinging back and forwards until it fell off its hinges.

And here we have baby possum heading for the kitchen.  If you're wondering what the rake is for, think beads.  It's great for raking up dropped beads and other bits of jewellery.  And the back door is wide open for the cat and I was freezing.

Mummy possum is already in the kitchen and going hell for leather at the cat food.  If I don't leave the door open the cat goes completely hysterical so the wild life just comes and goes as they please.
And when will I remember to carry the camera everywhere?  Yesterday morning I step outside the gate to find two huge ducks having a wander along the nature strip and nibbling at this and that.  They didn't take the slightest notice of me or the cars zipping past.  I haven't found an image yet but they were not the usual black ducks, you know the ones that are actually brown but these had grey and black feathers at the back to brown at the front and really large.  The Ice Bear cringes at the sight of a magpie, lord knows what he would have done if he'd seen these.