Charlie and I went for a short walk this morning. She can't see very well but she trots along on the lead and wants to smell everything. She seems to have accepted the cone of shame around her head although she just can't get into things like she did before.
We only walked a couple of blocks, there and back, up to the community centre. This island used to be 3 or 4 farms. It became soldier settler lots that were leased out after the 1st World War. Someone donated it to soldiers who came back from the Western Front Shell shocked or suffering with Post Traumatic Stress. They were very productive farms sending produce onto the Brisbane markets. When we first started coming here there were still a small railway line up the jetty on the mainland side where they used to unload the produce. There were farms on all the bay islands with fruit trees, avocado, mango etc. Today on our walk be walked into the yard of Amina Garden's which was a place to eat 30 years ago and from what I found in the grounds before this it was an orchard.
Needless to say I took some home to add to a fruit salad.