Pushed for time and all other sorts of resources, Kangaeroo was surprised to note this morning that it had been almost 10 days since the last post on the site.
So much has been going on, some of it pretty crucial, that time slipped away.
To borrow a turn of phrase made popular by one-time Australian cricket captain and commentator (and fellow Victorian) Bill Lawry, it’s all happening here.
I guess it’s best to go forward by category.
Among Kangaeroo’s interests over the past year has been the Aussie garden.
A crucial part of that garden is the lawn, traditionally an integral cog in the Australian horticulturalist’s kit (but less so nowadays because of the environmental impact in terms of using up so much water).
Grass tends to go dormant over winter, which means many lawns turn brown.
But so far Kangaeroo has been fortunate enough to maintain a strong shade of green.
Raking has proved to be enormous in that, and keeps the garden looking fresh and alive.
It was a lucky lesson learned, purely by coincidence.
It’s not just the Kangaeroo family and friends who are getting to enjoy the Aussie garden, either.
Plenty of birds are coming to take a look at some of the flower, but especially the bird bath.
Among the visitors have been warbling white-eyes, Japanese tits (get your mind out of the gutter!), brown-earned bulbuls and oriental turtle doves, the avian symbol of the city of Tama.
Outside of the garden, the ruling bird, Dino the Dinosaur, has also played a pretty influential role in goings on at Kangaeroo Coven.
For the past week or so, she has been laying eggs yet again.
This involves her tearing strips of paper incessantly as she frantically seeks to build a nest.
She also gets pretty aggressive.
Dino is normally extremely possessive and clingy, but this falls by the wayside when she lays.
She got so sick, a rescue run to the avian vet was required in the cold and snow last week, only for Dino to become bright and perky immediately upon arriving at the end of the grueling 15-km bike trip through the undulating outskirts of Machida.
It was a delightful relief, to be honest, though Dino is more focused on her eggs at the moment. Except when she’s tearing paper, pooping or eating persimmons.
Mr. and Mrs. Kangaeroo also got a rare chance to spend some time together and headed out for a delightful sushi lunch.
Backed by a handful of GoToEat campaign deals, we could pig out on pricey and delightfully delicious sushi for a grand total of 500 yen in cash.
Cycling has, as always, continued to be a constant in Kanageroo’s life.
So far, Kangaeroo has risen early every morning and headed off into the dark and cold to ride.
One ride, in particular, may pave the way to new horizons, but that matter has yet to be decided, so there will be more on that further down the track, I reckon.
Otherwise, it has been pretty much the same, standard fare, although the Death Machine has played a more active part in cycling so far in 2023.
Kangaeroo feels more at ease on the recumbent and is better able to maneuver it.
Consequently, average speeds are showing a distinct improvement.
Except, of course, when climbing.
Climbing overall has displayed a marked downturn as Kangaeroo continues to pack on the pounds with his overloaded, sugar-heavy diet.
Still not ready to make a change, yet, it seems.
