Saturday, June 24

Coyote noisy

Hi guys,

Sorry it's been a while between postings. I'm working on a new dataset at work which is really interesting and exciting, so I've been pretty busy. It's all good though :) The data is based on the effects of smoking so I'm pretty happy to be working on that as a project. Hopefully we'll have some incredible findings to report soon, but for now I can at least say, smoking is BAD! (what do you mean we already knew that?)

I must be getting used to the heat because I'm starting to enjoy this time of year. I can now sleep with the AC on 30 degrees rather than having to push it below 25 and still feel hot. The mid-afternoon heat is still not something I want to go out in (unless it's to the pub) but I don't feel as sticky and miserable as I used to. I'm also about to housesit a place with a lovely outdoor pool so perhaps I'm looking forward to hot afternoons with a little more joy now :) I had a lesson on looking after the pool last night. It'll be great to be able to come home from work and have a swim. The pool at my apartment complex is pretty cool, but I feel self conscious swimming there on my own.

We've had a few storms over the last few days. Not a lot of rain, but enough that everything is looking a little bit more clean and green. There are lots of pomegranate trees around that have just finished flowering and the fruit is swelling. They look so much healthier than my little one in Tassie, but I guess the climate here is perfect. There are also these gorgeous crepe myrtle trees everywhere in full flower! They're stunning, ranging from white to bright pink to lilac. They are deciduous and have the smoothest bark, so when they have no leaves they look like the kind of tree you'd expect to see in Middle Earth, if you happened to be wandering about...

I've been woken up in the night lately by the sound of coyotes!! They sound like a cross between a pack of dogs and some kind of high pitched demon, and they're really loud! I mean, the rock trains don't wake me anymore but these guys sure do! You can hear what they sound like here Scary huh? And Vince has just informed me that squirrels are in the top three of their diet prefs... I hope they don't get my squiggle now that I've fattened him up...


SylviaM said...

Dear Bravenstar,

Sorry it's taken so long to reply. Sylvia's birthday, as you predicted, lasted a day, a week, a season and we're only just getting over it now. We had lunch on the day at Meadowbank and then all flew to Melb for a party on 17 Jun. Sylv's boyfriend Olly (aka The Paragon) came with us and we stayed at Philip's brother's new apartment — which was also being warmed. About 70 people rolled up to eat snacks, look out the wall to wall windows at a version of New York, drink Bay of Fires champagne and listen to a couple of opera singers do their stuff with their pianist. It was quite a night. The 'cake' was a Large Choncorde ie chocolate mousse cake overed in chocolate cigars, a huge chocolate tropical flower and a single candle. Holy cow. The kids pegged out at 1:30 but the stayers (Ph, Roh and yours truly) stopped looking at the clock at 3:30. Then it was up for hanger breakfast aka Yum Cha at the Dragon Boat at midday on Sun. We all had fun. Thank you so much for the birthday wishes. Mr Squiggle is a star. I'll show Sylv when she does her next pitstop from Olly's.

Big news this week has been that the travel mag in which Wilb is modelling two outfits from Maro hit the streets. I'll see if I can scan the pages and send them. She looks great. No bias.

Jo-jo came to dinner. But you know that. We ate Marx Brothers soup which we'll rerun when you're next down this way.

It's a wonderful blog Jac. We miss you heaps but at least there's one version of you we can talk to. Over the sound of the Coyotes!

Much love, J

And now I just have to work out how to post this blog.

CupKate said...

Hey JacJac,
Its antoher Sunday... church is over for me. Wondering how SApirit of Peace is today - admittedly its on tonight so you won't bet here yet, but I'm hading off for a busy afternoon shortly. Late start after yummy soup at Jeannie and Big A's! Going to Bec and Andrews(Smith'n'Swan)engagement party, later to the baptism of a guy from my year at uni at CCC, and then if I'm still going to republic to a gig with some friends.
Jo told me you were going to an interesting exhibition - sounded cool.. hope it was alright.
Catch you sometime soon again.
Miss you

CupKate said...

Must be suffering from reduced msn over exams.. typos all over the place.. 'Spirit of Peace' etc.... you get the idea!

BigA said...

Hey, those coyotes made me jump! I must have had the volume turned up, and they weren't what I was expecting. Good thing I had the door shut.

Exams all marked, now it's tiem to get on with the manuals for next semester's units. Will it ever end?

(Be assured, it >will<).


JacWabbit said...

Hi Meadies,

Glad there was much celebrating for the birthday girl :) Sounds like one amazing night!

I'm also extremely envious of the duck soop. Flag that one for my return!

I'd love to see the modeling pics!!

Take care you guys, I miss you!

JacWabbit said...

Hi Kate,

I'm glad yr on holidays cos it means I get more of a fix from yr blog.

Exhibition opening was good. Will try to blog it soon. Buried under work at the moment...almost literally! My desk is far too small :)

JacWabbit said...

BigA, I did the same thing with that coyote track, and not only scared myself but the guy in the office next door as well!

They were out earlier last night, or perhaps I just went to bed later, and I haven't seen my squirrel for a few days...

mothersupex said...

Oh dear, here we are at the online centre and I just had to click to hear the Coyotes. Well everyone came to attention, but they were mostly old fogies, and I think they are well and truly awake now. Hope none had pacemakers. They were all looking at me as one actually asked if I was ok. Yep I now know what they sound like, together with the rest of Latrobe.
Good to catch up, was wondering how you are and thought you must have been busy.
Loved the photo of the crepe myrtle. There was one growing at Marianne's place, next door, at Caulfield, and you loved to feel the bark and look at all the different colours of grey. Perhaps it is a suppressed memory. (should have a spell checker here)
Bye for now.