Sunday Selections #594

 

 

 

Sunday Selections was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock, as an ongoing meme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files. 

Huge thanks to Cie who gave me this wonderful Sunday Selections image. 

The meme was then continued by River at Drifting through life.  Sadly she has now stepped aside (though she will join us some weeks), and I have accepted the mantle. 

 

The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to me. Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen.

 

I usually run with a theme. Sorry, this has been a busy and sad week so it is more snippets from home.

Jazz does have cancer.  Palliative care is our only option.  We will keep him comfortable and happy for as long as we can and will then set him free with love and regret.  We have transdermal painkillers for him which are administered by smearing them in his ears.  They seem to work really well.  As I prepare this post he is purring and eating a little.  Both wonderful signs.

Now to the snippets.  I am still surrounded by beauty, and very grateful for it.

Early mornings continue to delight me.

The birds also bring me joy.

The blotchy young crimson rosellas in the photos above is developing his/her adult plumage.  Soon he/she will look like this, resplendent in blues and reds with no green feathers to be seen.

 

The rainbow lorikeets also continue to add colour to our often bare trees and wintry skies.

I hope you find colour and beauty in your week.

 

Sunday Selections #443

Sunday Selections was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock, as an ongoing meme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files.

Huge thanks to Cie who gave me this wonderful Sunday Selections image.  
  
The meme was then continued by River at Drifting through life.  Sadly she has now stepped aside (though she will join us some weeks), and I have accepted the mantle. 
 
The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to me. Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen. 
 
I usually run with a theme.  This week I am starting with the issue which has been our focus for most of the week.  Jazz had a spectacular vomiting episode.  After it (most unusually for a food oriented cat) he stopped eating.  And drinking.  So we went to the vet.  She gave him an anti-nausea shot and we brought him home.  He ate a little - then stopped again.  Naturally after the vet closed for the weekend.

So we went back on Monday.  He didn't have a temperature, but flatly refused food or water, and was obviously miserable.  Some of the possible reasons were incredibly nasty.  Many, many tests followed.  All inconclusive.  He was dehydrated and spent the night on a drip.  He was given an appetite stimulant and started to eat again - so we were able to bring the punk pussy home.

This was taken before his vet odyssey.

And these after.  He is now eating, purring and much more his usual self, but the follow-up visit to the vet yesterday indicates he probably has feline pancreatitus.  A further visit next week.  Poor Jazz.

Now to (mostly) less stressful images.  Spring is nearly here.

I am pleased to see the crocus in bloom. 

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 I really liked this anemone.  I was lucky to photograph it because less than half an hour later the vandal birds had beheaded (and shredded) it.  As they have done to dozens of other anemones, daffodils, the iris in the photo above, jonquils, violets, geraniums, lavender, ixia, the camellia bushes...

 The bees and less destructive birds are enjoying the grevillea.

And the wattle (the emblem of our land) is starting to come out, and blazing in the sun.

Finishing with some of our less destructive avian visitors.

 Eastern Rosella.

Male King Parrot.

 We can now hand feed at least one of the crimson rosellas.

 

 A female King Parrot.

And a corella for Susan Kane, who often asks for them.

I hope your week(s) are blooming lovely.

The Dog Ate my Homework...

Except it wasn't a dog.
It was a cat.
And it wasn't my homework, but a library book.

This is the culprit.  Jazz.  Looking totally innocent.  Of course.

I really didn't enjoy telling the librarian that I was returning a damaged book.  It isn't the first time either.  I had to replace a book a friend lent me because Captain Psychotic decided to shred it.  He leaves my books alone though.

Which is fortunate.  I wouldn't want him to be totally exhausted.

There are less books in the house than there were (I have just completed a cull) but still too many.  Another obsession.

Sunday Selections #171

Sunday Selections was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock, as an ongoing meme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files. 

The meme is now continued by River at Drifting through life.  The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River.

Like River I usually run with a theme. This week I am going from the sublime to the ridiculous.  As always clicking on the photos will embiggen them.

Starting with the sublime.  The skies have been a delight recently.

Sunset.  Building to a crescendo.

Dawn.  Softer, more muted colours, but still beautiful.

 

And then the ridiculous.  Jazz loves the fridge.  It is a wonderful vantage point for him to survey what is happening in the most important room in the house - the kitchen.  I would much prefer that he didn't climb up there - fridge magnets hit the ground with monotonous regularity.  When I attempt to remove him/discourage him or heaven forbid chastise him, the smaller portion leaps to his defence saying 'he is so cute...' and patting him as a reward.

From the top of the fridge he is able to climb to a ledge behind the cupboards.  It is very, very disconcerting to go past a cupboard and have it purr at you.