Day Fourteen

1. I wake and hear church bells and like it. Reminds me of Europe.

2. Both doors of my odd little wall cupboards in the living room are open, symmetrically. Odd. I remember closing them. Did the cat have a poke around last night? I close them again.
It's the first bout of restless weather I've had here. The rain's stopped, but the palms are hissing and rattling outside in the random cold gusts. Then another rustle, a sigh of wind, and calmly, in silence, just like in a scary movie, both doors in unison open themselves. The wind must be working thru the veins and crevices of this light old timber building.

3. There's a blob on my ceiling and I think "Good! A moth for the cat to play with. She will be pleased." Up close however, the scrunched up thing looks less like a moth, less pleasant. So I use the cup and piece of cardboard technique. Inside the cup is a small but nasty looking green spider I've never seen before and it goes straight out the bathroom window. Sorry cat. Not taking any chances.