settling?

I've moved. Hope to settle for at least a little while.

Walking to work, which has to be a good thing (ah, but what about Adelaide summers?).

Hoping the poem writing fairy alights upon me again.

There's some noisy landscaping taking place outside my office, five floors down. I suspect they are building the Adelaide Uni beach, but I could be wrong.

Weather is all over the shop. And there are more sirens along North Terrace. That would make sense if they were ambulance sirens, as the hospital is next door, but they are fireys. Been like this for a few days.

And spring has sprung, of course. White apple blossoms and the budding of roses.

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