Mick followed Klara around the back of the shed the other night in the dark and got a bit of a surprise when something flew about above his head. I took a torch out the next night and when I approached the small structure on the side of the shed out shot an owl. I didn't get a very good look at him but he was white on the underside. I'm guessing he's a barn owl.
I've found my quilting enthusiasm again. It makes such a difference to have a group of like minded women to sew with. My friend Tracey and I have been going to a full day group once a month in Castlemaine (found inspiration in a lovely little lone star quilt by Deborah Dorward) and I've been sewing regularly at another friends place. It feels like it's taken a very long time but at last we are settled back into our old lifestyle - Mick with a project on the go and me with my quilting.
Last Wednesday was Klara's first birthday. On Saturday we had a little get together to celebrate. My sister's girls had a ball entertaining Klara and she loved running around with them and making a lot of noise with a squeaky toy. We're pleased that she's so good with kids as she hasn't had a lot of exposure to them. We couldn't be happier with how she's grown into such a lovely dog. At just a year old she's come along in leaps and bounds and desperately wants to please us. If she picks something up now and we tell her "No" she puts it down and that's the end of it. Excellent!