While my Maltese family is basking in temperatures in the mid 30s, We, down under, are grasping for double figures and if the water shortage is not appeased there is something seriously wrong with the way we capture the sky’s tears!
Two weeks have passed since the long weekend adventures….and in two days time, we have the shortest day and begin the up hill climb into fairer weather!
A midweek trip to the not so sunny Bay of Plenty for a not so happy event, another funeral. The upside was catching up with dear friends and once again escaping the rat race of Auckland.
Or did I… it seems roadworks and traffic jams are nationwide (or at least they follow me). Hours of car sitting, followed by desk sitting upon my return has set in the hips and a good walk today is in order!
Floyd has donned his wet weather gear to help my builder create garden space and ploughed around in the mud!
In between the raindrops, the local pub was pumping out some Friday night sounds and beckoned the girls for a dance and…
Of course Trudi joined the band! After all open Mike night is a free for all! And we only live once!
It seems Dad has settled into his new home in Panmure and his new “girls” are looking after him well.
The boys are all trucking along working, playing and looking after babies! Tonight however is “Blues” night…the transtasman rugby final and Rain or Hail we’ll be there. Time to gather the ski gear!
All who wander are not Lost girls 