I am laid-up, once again. The death of Charlie hit me very hard, made worse by the infection caused by that bad tooth. My body doesn't like antibiotics and they take a terrible toll on my system but I have kept on and finished the whole course, but boy I feel ill. Hopefully I will get passed this.
I had Charlie cremated as it was too difficult to get her body back to the island. I found a gem of a plant nursery called "Lagoon View" which isn't far away. It is a small paradise set beside the lagoon. It has a coffee shop that opens on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. You have to book in advance to get in. Besides the wonderful selection of plants, which are well priced, it was the little birds that just took my breath away.
They twitter away, quite loudly at times and as you walk through the plants they fly around you, not at all afraid.
They flutter between the customers, talking to each other and even fly between your legs and around you head and shoulders. I have never known a place where the birds are so tame.
The nursery is located behind the waterways that wind their way down to the Gold Coast and sea birds are seen on the lagoon all the time. Next time I visit it will be with my Canon camera. The camera on the phone is great but this place deserves better than that.
I wanted to buy a Camellia tree to mark Charlies passing. I decided on one with a deep pink flower called Elizabeth Weaver.
I bought an advanced bush and have placed her ashes under the plant at the rear of our home, in filtered light, where I can see her when I look out from my kitchen.
There has been a bit of rain lately so we were spared the hard earth and this made the planting easier. It has also eased my mind to know she is nearby. There is a lot to be said for the healing processes of ritual.