It’s July. Winter Solstice was last week. Matariki is next week. Now is the time we get the coldest weather. There have been cold nights and the lime trees have frost-protection covers on.
Vera wasn’t keen to get up this morning, but she found sunny spots to spend the morning and afternoon. This evening, she had her feathers fluffed up against the cold wind. There is fresh, dry straw in her house to keep her warm at night. She’s old. Her comb has all but disappeared.
Felix doesn’t seem bothered by the cold. He’s been out keeping Vera company, scaring the sparrows away from her food and doing some exploring of his own.
As the light began to fade, he had a burst of energy which took him to the top of a tī kōuka where he looked into the distance with the sunset lighting his face.
Now it is dark. Vera is in her bed, the fire is on and the curtains are drawn. Felix just popped inside for some food and promptly went out again. The light of the full moon is shining through his cat door and across the floor.
Anne-O-tations 
It certainly feels much cooler this winter and especially today.
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It does. Vera is more active today – perhaps it’s the wind. She’s hunting insects under bricks and pots I’ve moved for her.
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