New beginnings

Well, here we are at the bright, shiny start to the year. Excellent.
Hangovers are subsiding and resolutions are still affixed to fridges in crisp hopefulness. Most people are looking ahead. I'm still somewhat drawn to 2008 though.
Having acquired a bit of a Lurgy I've been stuck indoors for a few days. Cabin fever set in shortly after the Lurgy. His Nibs wanted me to go for a walk but since just getting to the bathroom took me an age we decided against that. In the end we opted for a short stroll across the back garden.
And, since I hadn't washed my hair for four days, our stroll took place at night. In the very, very dark. [Even in the depths of Lurgy vanity is a powerful motivator.] My plan was to have a covert sortie - Ninja style, unbeknownst to the long suffering neighbours who simply don't deserve to have a wild haired, puff eyed wee goblin appear over the fence.
Sadly, I had forgotten our security light which promptly revealed me in all my rumpled dressing gown and snotty tissued glory. I was in no condition to bolt back to the house so if the neighbours did see me they'll likely add my late night stroll to their list of "She's at it again".
Anyway, the plus side of all this was that His Nibs pointed out that there was some new growth in the garden. Some fresh green shoots have appeared on the eucalyptus tree we decided to 'remove' last summer. The tree which had been a lovely specimen had simply grown far too big for the plot. Its reward was to be hacked into oblivion by two lumberjack wannabes. They went at it with saws, axes and assorted choppy things. Jack Nicolson had nothing on them. Much eye darting and Here's Johnny grins later, the beautiful blue green trunk and branches littered the garden. It was like gardening armageddon.
Now however, in the crisp January air, the little shoots are proof that just when you think all is lost, it's not.