Stuck in the mud

Another lockdown week of wild, windy cold weather and work, washed away into our past!

The Punto, on the berm, is looking like an abandoned, neglected, unused little car! Definitely a rescue mission for George today.

The sea turned a dirty brown and all the seagulls left the foreshore for refuge on the green near the entry to the village, retreating inland to shelter from the onshore gales. We did survive, unscathed unlike our fellow Aucklanders who were flooded out of their homes in the Westside! We hope this was winters last hoorah as we slide into spring and the shorts and T shirts creep out of our wardrobes!

Thursday evening saw a break in the rain, and the BBQ relocated to my deck, with MasterChef Dan cooking our steak to perfection!

For me, at least the sunny weekend ahead will bring outdoor activities, painting, dirt relocation, water blasting, anything that doesn’t entail sitting behind a screen!

Jaxon is sending me pictures of the grandbaby, keeping me in the loop. Since last I saw him, he has learned to Kneel, crawl, stand, eat biccies and rock the Dinosaur suit I found him in the “Dump” (recycled) shop in Nelson when George and I were there at the end of May! They (Jaxon and family) will be gone before I can connect again, however, I can at least watch him grow in pictures!

The sun is shining on the trees out my window and the motivation is high to tick off the list!