An occasional blog about natural history, travel, books and writing ... and anything else that catches my attention.
Friday, 28 August 2009
In a demonstration of the triumph of hope over experience, this male coppery brushtail peers through the window each night just in case I might have left it open. After a spot of nosing the glass, pawing at the pane and then scrambling up the window frame, he usually gives up. Until the next night.
One day I'll forget to close the window and he'll be laughing.