Last New Year was marked by the discovery of Percy the Puffer Fish, who you can find here. 2013, however, seems set to be the year of the snake and the magpie.
Walking back from the beach on New Year's Day, I (wisely) stopped to give way to a sizeable brown snake slithering across the grass and path. More remarkable though was the magpie that alerted me to its presence. The maggie had decided this was the biggest and juiciest worm it had ever seen, I guess, because it was striding alongside the thing, trying to peck at it. Every now and then, snakey would decide enough was enough and would rear up and strike at maggie, who would squawk and flap out of the way, only to land and have another go.
Persistent, valiant or stupid, I'm not quite sure.
Very hot, summer days here at the moment - scoring a massive 48 degrees on the back veranda last Friday - perfect for lazing in the hammock and reading, and for getting Number Four under way.
Recent reads include Philip K. Dick's Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? and Ernest Hemingway's Fiesta: The Sun Also Rises. Both in delicious hard copy - haven't picked up the Kindle for a few months - and both immensely enjoyable.