It happened again this morning on my way to work. An elderly man (not the same man as before) doing his ‘civic duty’ by throwing rubbish into the drain beside Hunter Stadium. This time however, I foolishly decided to challenge him about this, and in return copped a gobful of abuse telling me to mind my own f****** business.
As I rode away afterwards I reflected … I’m a human being living on this planet … it IS my business to care about how humanity is trashing the planet.
The dawn of any God given day is a good thing, but especially so when you see the sun rise over a cloud covered ocean. Some of my family woke early this morning to watch the sun rise at Diamond Beach, but only me and my iPhone saw the whole thing.
Cycling home from work this afternoon I found this tortoise, on Bates Street Hamilton North, rapidly dehydrating in the heat of today, and in a prime position for being run over by a car. I placed her1 beside the road under a tree and verified that I was looking at a live’n and not a dead’n, and then pondered for a while.
I’m guessing that with the recent heavy rains she’s been washed down the drain and eventually managed to crawl out in Hamilton North. I wondered what to do for a while – putting her back in the bare concrete drain nearby didn’t seem suitable, so I carried her upstream in my lunchbox, and released her in Kerai Creek in Lambton Park, which is looking pretty nice after the recent restoration work by Hunter Water.
I went back later in the evening with my daughter to see how she was going, and found her lying submerged in the middle of the flow, and my immediate thought was “oh no, she’s slipped in and drowned”, but on picking her up she poked her head out slightly and gave me a healthy but exasperated “not you again” look.
My daughter has named her “Flo”.
1. Actual gender unknown. Assumed gender for narrative purposes.
What a strange day yesterday weatherwise, as this graph of temperature at Williamtown shows. From 19° at 6am up to 41° at 3pm and back down to 19° at 10pm. A total temperature transition of 44° in just 15 hours!
A bit of surprise for my wife today when opening the roller door on the shed, having a possum drop at her feet, as it had been having a nap inside the coiled roller door. It promptly scampered up the wall and hid in the eaves.