Cabbage tree flowers

It is said that if the cabbage tree flowers are spectacular in spring, we will have a hot summer. The flowers are indeed good, but I'm not sure that it means much. They smell intoxicatingly honey-ish, and are usually abuzz with bees and flies.

Bean is thankfully getting used to wearing a sock, and it is definitely safeguarding her wound. 

However she is not used to hail. And we had the most enormous storm in the middle of the night. As soon as the fusillade on the roof started I was joined on the bed by a fiercely trembling dog. Poor girl. All I could do was to put my arms round her and be a calming companion for her. Not much sleep was had.

As a result I got home from today's exam, ate a small lunch and snuggled down on the sofa under a big blanket and promptly fell asleep for a couple of hours.

A wonderful nananap. 

I have stopped listening to the news.