At this time of year, the eucalypt trees are in flower. The lorikeets are voicing their joy loud and long. The laziest of forensic walkers can’t fail to notice evidence of their blossom grazing on the ground.
This week, a month out from the last radiation zap and two weeks into taking the tablets, I’m still keeping up my self-imposed daily walks. I have wet feet and photographic evidence to prove that rain isn’t going to stop me.
The lorikeets are enjoying their feasting despite the rain and, with each walk, I’m contemplating what my ‘new normal’ will look and feel like.